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From: Chill Inn at the Civic Media Center, 22 January 2011, Gainesville, FL, Anuradha Pandey filming. www.civicmediacenter.org Lyrics: Perfect shade of green, Checklists sewn between, Pillows - soft corduroy: Thrones for missing toys. Post-its, broken leaves, Of grass, Gymnopedie. Fierce eyes, wavy bangs, Not quite an octave hands. Your light across the street, Head bowed to hurried feet, The courtyard never sleeps, When Iron & Wine sing. Calendars of Moby Dick, Lemon tea when I’m sick, Massages in fluid French, Italian songs. I flinch. Overwhelmed with empathy, Sing my song for you so quietly. Wrinkled nose, thoughtful lips, Kissing every fingertip. Your light across the street, Head bowed to hurried feet, The courtyard never sleeps, When Iron & Wine sing. Scented candles, halting pens, Woven thick with arrogance, Writing Cambria on patterned quilts, Of piano keys that strum their guilt. The meaning of a name, No one is the same. Bridge the gap with compliments, Hold the dark in longing silence. Your light across the street, Head bowed to hurried feet, The courtyard never sleeps, When Iron & Wine sing.
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