“My heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley on a cold winter’s morning to a church house just to shovel some snow.
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“My heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley on a cold winter’s morning to a church house just to shovel some snow.
“Your mouth is a revolver firing bullets in the sky your love is like a soldier loyal till you die and I’ve been looking at the stars for a long, long time I’ve been putting out fires all my life […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Lord, hear me now junk boats and English boys crashing out in super marts electric fences and guns
“I think I found a heart of gold raveled up inside your clothes it took awhile for me to see you fill the space in between.
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