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This Yesterday Will Never End
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'It's good to be alone" you said to me on the telephone
And then I crawled on through the wire and melted into your mouth
I said, "now we are together here my love, forever I'm yours
Now you can leave, when you live underground."
You said, "now you can finally write those words that you promised
Now you can write them a song about me."
I said, "you must be mistaking me for some other artist
You must believe I could carve faces for you."

Then someone would be falling and with never a winner
She begged with her shoulders hung down to her feet
So I rolled on down, as close to the ground
As my stomach could bear and I planted the seeds

It took all of the fall with her slow rising chest
And her hair on concrete as she lay there to sleep
It took all of the winter for teething and fire, disguised as a glacier
It took all of the spring, as she's getting undressed, leaving her clothes in a pile on the floor
She might be a lover of cowards, I think she might be a swallower of swords

And as you reach through the bottom, through the dirt on the floor
As you reach through the roots with me
With your head in the sky and your feet underground
You were forced to believe that others could see

You were forced to believe there were others like me
That could write, that could sing, and carve faces for thee

So you grew and stood still as your fingers spread out
And your nails turned to buds with the blood running out
So you grew and stood still as your fingers spread out
And your nails turned to buds with the blood running out
So you grew and stood still as your fingers spread out
And your nails turned to buds with the blood running out
So you grew and stood still as your fingers spread out
And your nails turned to buds with the blood running out

"Can you please?" you ask me, "just write what you see,
With your face bent right over the truth.'
So I whispered as soft as the wind would allow
I whispered as soft as I knew how to do
That 'everything all along has been about you.'

That 'everything all along has been about you.'
That 'everything all along has been about you.'
That 'everything all along has been about you.'

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