And The Racket They Made 歌词

	And your words chased round and round in my head
	Last night
	They chased their own tales
	And your words jigged round my mind all night
	To look at me now, I'm quiet as sound
	And the tide shrinks back into its womb
	And I hope the empty shells and bones of your stories
	Will litter and clutter the shores
	And I hope that when I find them
	I'll remember how they danced
	And the racket they made
	When they were alive

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