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he said he would never
cross that river
he would only sometimes lie
he could pick up the radio
with his fillings
he said only sometimes

last beat or last breath

he didn’t think
he thought the truth was boring
he thought sometimes

sometimes is a great wave

one two one two one two one two one two one two one two one two one two one two one two one two

he ate all your roots
but you didn’t care
he stole your money
but you didn’t care
he left you for tire tracks
but you followed them
to tell him
you didn’t care

one two

you don’t believe in marching

you wished he wished to be

one two one two one two

kept rowing
hit a new shore
new lovers
new mice
new problems
now they all taste the same
she writes him

hello
how are you
I’ve got horns for hands
I’m burning for you

now end that letter