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All in green went my love riding On a great horse of gold Into the silver dawn. Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling The merry deer ran
we do it lo lo lo low oh oh! Uh! This is how we do it Can't touch this Reluctantly crouched at the starting line Somebody once told me this is how we
And such a thing Is our love As we would learn That fateful day It is an evil thing I know To find myself crouched by the phone Hoping that someone else has
I'd be better off in your cabinet Or in a prison made of cloth Crouched beneath your dress I come Shooting little spurts Crouched beneath your
away Crouched in the corner of your filthy cage Lookin' like a rocker just like Jimmy Page Mr. Homo Sapien I do not like the shape you're in I do
I wait 'til you've left Finally take a breath It's not deep, just to see If my promise is one to keep You see I'm somewhere here inside Crouched away
fever brought on by the dreams crouched, brooding, festering horror intolerable thunder like artillery these Dreams in the Witch House. Book of Eibon,
of their pride to not bring coins to this amusement park And she held his hand to follow And he held his breath, then let go They crouched down low. Sat
Crouched by the fence, sweat dries cold on your every breath Where's the saviour that the critics dream about now He's telling jokes to all the saviours
the sky seemed to blacken As though the sun were in total eclipse The boatman crouched low as a vast eagle swooped And a horrified cry escaped from his
been hurried Sometimes I hurry in the dark I crouched for my keys on the curb I crouched for my keys on the curb When I looked up, I saw an angel It
a warning the sky seemed to blacken As though the sun were in total eclipse The boatman crouched low as a vast eagle swooped And a horrified cry escaped from
And in the dark, outer suburbs Crouched under the crumbling towers Trace shapes in fallen mortar The sugar of golden hours And I remember where we
gigantic randonnée La Belle Époque Is surely in its heyday An adventurer breaks free From the peloton Crouched over their machines The chase is
Up above they'll take a bow Pretending that they rule the clouds Green hair pokes out of the water Crouched in the seep You're drunk and slobbered
made to last but I see it all through tainted glass I'm crouched up on the couch out in your backyard You keep talking like life is getting so hard
There you were crouched in the sand like a meteor Anodyne mischief co-present cumulative radicals We wanted to sing but everybody else felt
Little leeches, Sucking synapse, Sipping on the sanguin. If you lose me, I'm in my cubicle Crouched next to the waste bin. I was tired
Once upon a time so long ago As I ran through open fields of freshly fallen snow I saw a figure crouched upon the hill And to this day I just can't
Dark, sky shining stars. Light, blood forest a dream, Shiver north, cold breath of the wind. Crouched night, listen whisper trees Roar, dead silence
here.... I was chasing you around cll over the playground Then we went for a snack How could we know we're not coming back? Crouched down low Tuck my
Rain into the ocean Charity one day Out on the road A cold, dark night Crouched in the mud Porcupine Sometimes you want to turn around but really
the shadows run from themselves At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd Consolation for the old wound now forgotten Yellow tigers crouched in
suffering for her To come back and see me again Ch) I crouched down and I cried all night I went looking for a light in some direction But I resigned cause I
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