Fall was still, bare as a Shropshire hill
Can't tell if I'm there, or if I can let it in
A scream cut through the din
"Seems like you could use a spring cleaning"
Battleship
Forgive me if I trip
I want you for your rips
Your unseeming
The weight behind the abacus
Erase me in this new life
I want you through the crime
And the bad dreaming
Fall was still
A hole that won't get filled
That last time, you got killed
And I've been receiving
"Let me in," a scream cut through the din
"Seems like you could use a spring cleaning
Seems like you could use a spring cleaning"
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