Poison
Автор: Julia Morrison
Загружено: 2025-12-03
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Wrote this one a bit before the big snows came.
May the bushes ever turn
Golden into molten brown
And guide their little flying forces
Olfactory and southern bound
Choosey in the bottom bunk
Story for a precious heir
But knowing never buys you horses
And forcing them won’t get you there
Know that it’ll never stick if made of poison
Know that it’ll never stick if made of poison
Dutifully clean up my yard
Paper man insists to read
And now my hands are mud lined targets
And lefties got a hold on Reed
Landed on the turtle shell
Whistle of collective prose
Heavy is a mind unopened
Healthy as a battlefield
Know that it’ll never stick if made of poison
Know that it’ll never stick if made of poison
#singersongwriter #americana #chicago
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