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Ballad Of The Hanging Parcel
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Tiny Ruins
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Took a lead weight in tissue white Stole out my window, scaled a great height Hung by a thread from the guttering When the morning came, it was still swinging A gleaming rock, string vaguely glittering Because I'd learnt about mass Plumb lines hurtling down straight, in school Familiar with the terms, but not the way it looked All boxed up in freight Skipping home in the afternoon Existing still, satisfying and cool Lay quiet in state with Katie proclaiming it a miracle ‘It came out of nowhere,' I cried and she half-knowing I'd lied It was just a way, it was just a way A mighty fine way It was just our way Now I'm pacing on the balcony Like a father in waiting to be A tank-bound fish, that pendulum swish Dreaming, dreaming of when our next run-in will be There's an Indian wedding down on the street and A little boy's fallen asleep on, on the landing Safe from the knowledge what he'll have a hand in, and But for all the hands with no candles in, and The look on your face in the darkening, and The way it's still figuring It's just a way A mighty fine way It's just a way to sit out the wait To sit out the wait
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