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Лучшие песни Field Guides
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Field Guides
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Benedict Kupstas
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She is like a sparrow on a fence, she is
Neglected but for crumbs
She gathers up the scraps into piles
She pulls them into concentrated lines
She is likewise quite diminutive
Without flight to compensate
She stays near the ground on which she walks
She crawls sometimes
He's derivative, without influence
She gathers into confluence
It's so familiar, it's like
Everything you've never heard before
He is the tread on the tire
She's tired of the flattening out
She is the wind against the window
And when she blows he says, "Oh my my"
Like the bird beak-first into the glass
Like the bird beak-first into the glass
Like the bird beak-first into the glass
Like the bird in spasms on the grass
Like the bird beak-first into the glass
Stunned and startled, spasms on the grass
Apparently transparency will leave you lame
And lying on the lawn
Apparently transparency will leave you lame and lying on the lawn
Apparently transparency will leave you lame and lying on the lawn
Apparently transparency will leave you lame and lying on the lawn
Apparently transparency will leave you lame and lying on the lawn
He is cursing on the curb on the corner in the cold
"This is getting old," she says
She is the binding on the book that never bends
"This has gotta end, " he says, "I'm as good as dead"
Writer(s): Benedict Kupstas
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