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and old tune revisited, from my middle-school band with simon reading, clay pigeons

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invisible lace
figure eights
run between two grey tombstones

empty footprints
trod by infants
in the snow across my mind

and all that I can think of
are the campfires and the beach
where lives were pulled together
in the vice of vulnerable speech

a million miles
of see-you-soon smiles
as the plane flies off into a grey-black sunset

and all that I can think of
are the campfires and the beach
where lives were pulled together
in the vice of vulnerable speech

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from O MY BONES GET UP OFF YOUR ASS {the live sound of peter j hochstedler}, released November 12, 2013
lyric by simon reading, 2001

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