Wickedjohnandthedevil's listening history
No one grumbles in the pine woods
No one cries when morning comes
See the stars fade into daylight
See the footprints in the snow
My god could it be more certain?
My god could I take the wheel for now?
Ice made still the rushing waters…
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My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks
He get mistaken for hat racks
Gets toppled onto the floor
My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk
It doesn’t matter how I talk
It’s just the same as it was
But you know how it goes
It…
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I see my footsteps in the garden
I hardly recognized the feet
The ruddy clay in Carolina
Impressions there in front of me
The stalks above collecting daylight
Conceal their mysteries down below
For who I am I too traipse your garden
If…
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The truth is it’s useless to ponder it
I’m helpless, I’m selfish for needing it
And what do you buy for the guy who created the universe?
So biblical, to trivial to manifest
No confidence, no eucharist for those like us
And what do…
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My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks
He get mistaken for hat racks
Gets toppled onto the floor
My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk
It doesn’t matter how I talk
It’s just the same as it was
But you know how it goes
It…
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A peaceful dream in such a spot on cold concrete in a parking lot
A frightening night off the street warm dog some chips to eat
A warming sun shine on the face lying in this parking place
A morning stretch the dog and me both breathing in…
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My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks
He get mistaken for hat racks
Gets toppled onto the floor
My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk
It doesn’t matter how I talk
It’s just the same as it was
But you know how it goes
It…
Uploaded
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