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letra de lonesome & mad - under the rug

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i feel like i want to go home
but i am home
and the cardinal calls out
lonesome and mad
from the walnut tree

the flowers you planted have died
and now, here, they shiver
swaying and pedal-bare
as the wind comes through whistling

cactus flower blooms in the desert
under the stars
sprouts from the asphalt
under the cars
spitting and sputtering

you know well that i was never
ate by a whale;
my lies are the dead bird
that gives this sad, grim parking lot meaning

i feel like i want to go homе
but i am home
and i dream of a kettlе drum, booming and wailing
from somewhere far away
and here i will wait by the door
like an old dog
hearing the footsteps of all the strangers
who are just passing by

- under the rug

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