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Stripping Cane

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  • 2004.07.13
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There's no more room for angels To dance or even stand Upon this pin entangled Bleeding sugar from our hands Bleeding ashes from our feet Won't you help me count my sheep Won't you help me count my sheep tonight You make your heart a decoration It's like a broken violin So carefully made empty Taking only silence in Taking saccharine to kill your pain Won't you help me stripping cane Won't you help me stripping cane tonight Stripping cane for something sweet Stripping cane a man complete is born His heart a thing to hold both dark and light Stripping cane no tongue can tell The silent ring of this empty bell Won't you tell me fare thee well Fare thee well tonight I've got nowhere to go now I'm like a bird in an eclipse And the grammar of our bodies Breathing poems to our lips Breathing verses out of rhyme Won't you help me killing time Won't you help me killing time tonight There's no more room for angels To dance or even stand Upon this pin entangled Bleeding sugar from our hands Bleeding ashes from our feet Won't you help me count my sheep Won't you help me count my sheep tonight Won't you help me count my sheep tonight Won't you help me

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