September 2011
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dear friends...
Elbow have a knack for putting my thoughts into lyrics
“Dear Friends” Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are magi Old friends You stuck a pin in a map I was in And this is a note for a road sign Cuttin’ the breeze in this tennesee sundown Came the sounds of the voices I know I’ve been pondering trees On the steeliest come down And now in the moment I’m home...
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