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Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine
I was a quick wet boy,
diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair,
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
and called for you everywhere
Have I found you Flightless bird,
jealous, weeping or lost you,
american mouth
Big pill looming
Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison
rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ
mountain stream
Have I found you Flightless bird,
grounded, bleeding or lost you,
american mouth
Big pill stuck going down
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