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February

アーティスト:Preacher Boy  アルバム:Estate Bottled Blues 

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Sit down and hear my story of when the moon turned red before me A bull stood wild and wary in the cold of February The wind slithered past like a ravenous moray, I stood framed in my doorway The stars disappeared to let our darks duel, no longer turning upon their white spools Within this end, noise begins low-down, like this sound of an old violin bow Found braided with wax and drowsy, great jars of ink broke around me The last thing that I remember, the moon turned as red as a simmering ember Gazing from its coal like a cinder, bright enough for my eyes to blister There's dreams, and then there's dreaming, donkeys on the cliff with the lighthouse beaming One eye lit to a long-gone ferry, I watched it, wild and wary And I dreamt of the souls of the boatmen on the underside of the ocean Icicle strings made of rain and spittle met the mist and the moss in the middle Of a wellington print in a trail cut cloven, in and out of the stone so woven


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