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Western Thunderstorm lyrics

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Rooftop In A Thunderstorm Row Missing The Point
With yellow, red and roomy food, and quivered
crouching on a golden cushion
undressed himself to disappear
through an infinity of pleasure
and smiled to free the running me
with "Am I my brother's keeper?"
his meek hand on devils gloves
shaping running blood.

The prohecy, to ricreate the truth
in visions of a seasonal mood
in truth, the only sight he saw
lay hidden in the bathroom door
and spat on the rug
as high is high, so low is low
and that's the end of it.

Misc
Rooftop In A Thunderstorm Row Missing The Point

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- Track 4 on Woodland Voices. Soothing Nature with Wood Flute Meditations
- 3 Wind Dancer
- 5 Night Dance

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