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Исполнитель: Jeffrey Foucault

альбом: Blood Brothers

Do the dishes
With the windows open
Soak the dirt
From under your nails
Pour a double
Put a record on the table
The light's always perfect
Just before it fails
Bow your head down
When you break bread together
Close your eyes
Make a circle of hands
There is nothing
That cannot be taken from you
In this life we just hold on
To the love that we have
Swing the axe
In the hour before daylight
Note the sparks
That attend to the blade
A thing made free
Of itself leaps apart
And the heart divided
Would do just the same
Take the back roads
With nobody on them
Find a river
Make yourself clean
Go down to the water
If you would be delivered
Of sinner and sin
Seen and unseen
Step outside
Let the stars reel around you
Cup your hands
Around a bright flame
In that darkness
Let the heavens confound you
It's all just a story
Even the sound of your name

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