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Constant Rivers

from The Fool by William Blaxland

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So everyone was dancing
Shaking the sun out the gloom and cloud
As the rain took a fall, to former lover ground
'I'll cry you a river' she wept
Spitting down on my dirt bank hair
Romantic hands stole the poets tongue
And was found down south by the crown of her hips
Sweet little mist, a mess, she says she won't undress
Not out of clothes like this

Can you love the mould, that holds my bones?
When I live alone everything stinks
All I know, where ever I'm going, I am my own
I am my own I know

She called me on a Friday
We walked the streets the old way
Our conversation escorts us off to bed
She only goes and fuck my head
I'm feeling something of a storms intent
A constant rivers flow will fork my head
As she's spilling away
Did I say she called me that day
The rainy day

When I quit my love and lost my law
Now I hate my phone
It calls, I'm on my own
I'm on my own micro phone

Lately your driving me crazy
From heavens place you watch me
Your heart just seems so high away
When glaring down on me

Go conform to the dancing she said
It's the moment I lost my head
The way her rivers have flown and they flow when they go
But her rains now turned to snow and ice
Words are easy to say when you float away
Well here I stay and I say

You broke my home, you know
With all your snow going up my nose
I'm rolled up in notes
Where never I'm going, I am my own
I am my own on my own

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from The Fool, released April 4, 2016

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