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Torch girl of the marshes
Her kiss is a whip of the moon
Dawn's damsels are dancing
To the hum of her sunny young tune.
Gems hemmed in
Torch girl of the marshes
Her kiss is a whip of the moon
Dawn's damsels are dancing
To the hum of her sunny young tune

Gems hemmed in the heart's
again
The sound keeps you hemmed to the past
The streets grid alone from the door
You gotta spin the fucking treadle

I rely on (bitter cold)
I
and sad hemmed heart to coil
And our frail eyes and their whites to finally toll
Now one brash phrase could crush this fragile day
As my thoughts swirl
hemmed in once again by the sweet uncertain. 

In the palm of you hand, in the palm of you hand
I will not fall, can not fall once again
In the palm
Farewell to cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very lowness with a head in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like
Farewell to cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very lowness with a head in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like
a raft or a boat ever rode the bend
The Indians got 'em cause they had 'em hemmed in

It took a mighty good man with salty hands
And a mighty long raft
safely home
Hemmed in by emptiness, a million ways that everything could be undone
This hollow in my chest is filled with reasons not to sing but I found
I am looking forward
Towards the shadows, chasing bones
Our face is stitched in sewing
Our houses hemmed into homes

Trying to be thankful
Our
You have to recall the times when we became hemmed in by leaden skies,

The times when all the back rent closed our zealous eyes.
Maybe this is how
cigarettes
And you hemmed and you hawed
And you hedged all your bets
Waiting for a sign

Let's wash our hands as we throw little fits
Let's all wash our
cigarettes
And you hemmed and you hawed
And you hedged all your bets
Waiting for a sign

Let's wash our hands as we throw little fits
Let's all wash our
and myself were brothers on the same rope
Now last month he got hemmed up, huh, that's all she wrote
So I can get up where she left the exclamation
Looking for
I got it hemmed - mad methods to microphone mechanism from inner city 

curriculm to cuttin edge for headz like circumcisions in yah mental
just who in hell I am
Hemmed in by a suit, yes all choked up in a tie
Ain't no wonder some times near morning I hear my woman cry
She knows her man is
stand in the middle of Texas,
Oh, in the free an' the wide open range,
An' feel like you're hemmed in by fences,
An' lookin' for someone to blame.
Oh,
But I don't care,
I should like to see my 

I don't bless them
Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her
a coat of you. 

I ain't hemmed-in, I ain't walled-up 
I am free and I'm loving you. 
I can snooze and I can amble. 
I can jump when you say 'boo.'
and her man from home, they sold heemey 
We had it hemmed, locked, sold and shit 
When I thugged it yo, she said I was the ultimate 
Broke her up kid,
little belly speaks

Grandma, there's air beneath my bed
And it whispers
And it whispers when I rest
With hemmed skirts
And salt and vinegar, vinegar
But I don't care,
I should like to see my...

I don't bless them
Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Hemmed by the genius of others
He said
'To conquer the world is not to the trace
Remove even the shadow of the memory of your face'
But I don't care,
I should like to see my...

I don't bless them
Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes 
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day

And it feels like me
On a good day

I'm a little bit hemmed

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