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Take the ribbon from your eyes
Untie your sorrow from mine
And you were the pretty one
‘til your skin once turned to brine
so don’t tell me that everything is fine

covet your trials for sirens
crucify your honor for thieves
and you were the martyred one
‘til your hands were turned to thyme
so don’t tell me that everything is fine

I cant wait for tomorrow
To sing sorrow from the wake
Skin my teeth for another
Oh I hope you’re ok.

But your arms were mournful and tender
As our vows slipped softly to the floor
And you were the only one
Til true love found your front line
I guess true love ain’t that hard to find

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from Widowed Songs : Unreleased & B​-​Sides (2009​-​2013), released April 23, 2013

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Michael Mazochi Los Angeles, California

Started folky, got rocky, then digitized.

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