Western Whirl

Turn me to the canyon's anchor

Flip me from an old headbanger

Into seas of fishes and my friends

On the wall of New York City

I can see the spring committee

Plummet to the bluey ocean floor

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I know that I can find you

I know that I can find you

Buy a ball and cut his head off

Re-enact the words you speak of

Til your memory trickles down my spine

Western girl, you are my snowflake

Burn inside the open earthquake

Til your memory rolls in perfect time

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I know where I can find you

I know where I can find you

I had a nice time here with you upon your legs

The sweeter the sea is all the clouds burst from your springs

And out of the blue float all these bruises on your shins

You'll bleed, bleed for the first time, bleed, bleed for the first time, bleed, bleed

Ah...

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I know that I can find you

I know that I can find you

Cause I can talk to you through tin cans

Tied together with some string, man

We can tangle stories all through space