A Hart

Lyrics

And when I'm in the confines of crawling wallsnYou hold me in placenThe ripples on the ceiling, the avenuesnUnsugared tastenWe'll waste away the eveningnThe afternoon, the afternoon's hatnTogether we'll find somethingnTo direct some laughter at

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