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Poor Girl A Long Way From Heaven
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Ezra Furman
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The human mind is a pile of sh*t New life takes root in it Grows into the most complicated formations With stunning colors and branches reaching up Toward the heaven that they long to touch Trying to get just a brief audience with the sun They wanna ask the sun to shine down And warm the pile of sh*t they come from These desperate sprouts all clustered around Like a gospel choir with their arms raised up Poor girl a long way from heaven Poor girl a long way from heaven April 4th, 1993: God came down to talk with me Thrеw a stone at my window to get my attention Shе motioned to me to climb down my wall I shook my head. I was afraid to fall I was young and I didn't wanna trouble my mother And now I am a wretched old crone Who swears that God once came to her home I keep a lone candle burning upon my little windowsill So She knows I'm home Poor girl a long way from heaven Poor girl a long way from heaven How they'll talk about you How they'll spill your blood How they'll love you when you're gone for good
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