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sick at the heart Noah Zacharin, Soffwin Music (c)2005
sick at the heart and I don't know what to do about it ferris wheel got pretty lights I got rusted quarters in my pocket and she stands at my right hand like cotton candy sick at the heart
I can't look at the roses I see them torn from the earth and bleeding locust in the wheat field knows from birth we are starved for bread and blessing when the lights grow dim we begin to learn our lesson sick at the heart
nothing adds to one hundred they should have used ray charles' piano for his casket all the drunken masters smear sienna ochre and umber on canvas the jug is cracked the light is jagged and refracted sick at the heart
sick at the heart I said it once it was so easy I say it once again now bang the pipes at midnight why won't the gods just let us sleep ah just keep the noise down I write these words to cross them out and forget 'em
[This message has been edited by Marty Helly (edited 06-08-2006).]
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