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letra de heavy hail - river ritual

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when you wake up
and feel everything is over;
here are sweet teardrops for breakfast
and even a gl-ss of milk looks black

in this 2×100 relay
i’m not ready to pick up the baton
how sweet would be another road accident
together on the southern highway

they whisper my name, i have to go there;
i wear worn out stripes like a contrail
this isn’t the sound of heavy hail
these are the knocks of p-ssing souls

when you run out of time
and feel this is the last time
you’re embracing your best friend
a father, a son and a holy ghost

my real being is the one of a tyke
so fragile, unstitched percale
this isn’t the sound of heavy hail
these are the beaks of the masked shrikes

in this 2×100 relay
i’m not ready to pick up the baton
this isn’t the sound of heavy hail
these are the knocks of p-ssing souls

we wanted to make another road accident
together on the southern highway
this isn’t the sound of heavy hail
these are the beaks of the masked shrikes

- river ritual

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