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letra de brown moth - berry

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[verse 1]
one thousand
mourning doves
are cooing like new mothers
outside
my window
a single
egg in my hand
is worth more
than a million
in the meadow

[chorus]
the full
potential of
a teardrop
pre-drip
is like love
or like fight
like the magic
of the night
unquantifiably
progressing toward
purest white
(pure white)
or a brown moth
[verse 2]
boring through
dusty books
on high shelves where each book is
someone’s
heart reaching
for ceilings
like the sound of
every church
choir singing
all together

[chorus]
the full
potential of
a teardrop
pre-drip
is like love
or like fight
like the magic
of the night
unquantifiably
progressing toward
purest white
(pure white)
or a brown moth

- berry

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