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Ben Christophers - Trashed Dictaphone Blues
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My body shakes like a tree Swirling leafs burst from my head I'm a wanderer like my father wanders too So it makes me happy when i hear you are singing Like a swallow in the sound In the deep night of your singing The root of your sorrow is that boy and it's me The root of your sorrow is that boy and it's me I saw a whirlwind shaped knife In the dream i was the killer Then the roots of the tree Grow right up around me To become part of a drawing And walk inside the picture Through all the silent cities All i was then A ghost behind the glass The root of your sorrow is that boy and it's me Like a fly to my wounds Like a fly to my wounds
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