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Pinegrove
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Sunday
i woke up it was saturday grey in the sky there's nothing more to say on that
i got up got out of my bed stretched my arms wide it's time to let this fall from me
it's time to let it fall:
i move through & just as soon my clothes are catching on (my eyes closed, lost in my room) i move through & just assume my clothes are catching on thorns but I'm bringing them with me bringing them with me
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i move through & just as soon my clothes are catching on i'll come through, i always do
when I'm movin i just assume my clothes are catching on thorns but i'm bringing them with me bringing them with me
i never kept good touch but it's alright, you never expected much
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