February 2012
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Small reasons why I stil love Iron & Wine
In the failing light of the afternoon Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms Yesterday the solace of a poison fish Tomorrow I’ll be kissing on her blood red lips No one is the savior they would like to be The lovesong of the buzzard in the dogwood tree With a train of horses laughing through the traffic line And the cradle’s unimaginative sense of time Springtime and the...