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letra de my oldest memory - bowerbirds

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i cracked my knuckles, and i said grace
and gave thanks for being a hundred and still feeling amazed.
out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine,
this is a lonely place. this was a home of mine.
after the struggle, id watch the sand settle
over the quiet reef. its my oldest memory.

and i dont know whose land were on.
is this an island that plots like a villain,
or an old ghost friend we dont believe in?
i dont know.

i curse the weapon we stub our toes on.
its the land of make believe, cant you see, cant you see?
now in the dirt where i put my feet, and in the trunk of my body,
im only shy, here, when i want to be, my head between my cypress knees.
and in the top of the canopy of the trees i am climbing,
the morning sun here, you will see. its my oldest memory.

and i dont know whose land were on.
is this an island that plots like a villain,
or an old ghost friend we dont believe in?
is this an island that plots like a villain,
or an old ghost friend we dont believe in?
i dont know

- bowerbirds

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