Slugs

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lyrics

Through the smoke, tonight I can see you, star
Who set you on fire? Who called you a liar?
And who sent you twisting down into this trail of scars?

Take my agenda, pretend it got lost on the way
No choice is not need, no love is not greed
And no place is safe once your soft side has had its say

For the moment I'm asking you only for tongue
What time is now? What time is it not?
What time have we lost drawing our lots from the young?

Am I breathing? This air feels unreal to me
No voice to believe, no heart to deceive
And no slug in this shell your fingers have plucked from the sea

In the morning I see a blue sky through the trees
How did we survive? How many denied?
How the hell can I face a new day without you beside me?

credits

from We Make EP, track released April 24, 2012
2012 Magic Poncho Music BMI

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