letra de fêted corps - fat worm of error
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[verse]
i keep my lungs at the bottom of the well
so i can blow bubbles at children
i keep my toes hanging in the branches
they ruffle the hairs of passers passing
my fingers are planted in the ground
reaching up, catching unwary b-tterflies
my heart stays in the barn’s rafters
beating the rhythm of sat-rday night dances
my eyes have bred with the rocks in the field
to watch the clumsy results of youthful passion
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