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Call in the army, the waves are coming
They crash on our heads
The fibres that hold you now hold to me;
they crept into bed

And the grey-licked stamps
on the letters we wrote;
with words that ran away with the tears
and leaked on to our palms
The vinegar pickling our hearts;
the juices that go on;
all makes the flavour I now feel
stronger than the other one

Let us lock limbs
I work in the law
but I don’t know why
Tales of gales and the times that you flailed;
please just don’t lie

And the grey-licked stamps
on the letters we wrote;
with words that ran away with the tears
and leaked on to our palms
The vinegar pickling our hearts;
the juices that go on;
all makes the flavour I now feel
stronger than the other one

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from Silver Backed Bream, released April 26, 2010

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