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Artista: Iron & Wine we found your name across the chapel door carved in cursive with a table fork muddy hymnals and some bootmarks where you'd been the shaking preacher told the captain's man the righteous suffer in a fallen land and pulled the shade to keep the crowd from peeking in we found your children by the tavern door with wooden buttons & an apple core playing house and telling everyone you'd drowned the begging choir told the captain's man we all assume the worst the best we can and for a round or two they'd gladly track you down we found you sleeping by your lover's stone a ream of paper and a telephone a broken bow across a long lost violin your lover's angel told the captain's man it never ends the way we had it planned and kissed her palm and placed it on your dreaming head
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