Buried Beds
1000 acres
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1000 acres for the field, sleight of hand for the steal (I'm amazed).
You've got your bird upon the wire, you've got your song now preach it to the choirâ¦.
With every little word, I'll say it,
Every little turn, I'll take it now
And every little word, you'll say it never really mattered at all.
1000 hours to reveal, the heavy mind will do just what it feels is right.
I dreamt a giant, steel and stone, stole a heart and left an empty hole in it's place.
Everything will divide. Everything will divide. Everything will divide.