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Mother of the Canyon Blues #9

from Lamentations by Ian Taylor

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Leaving hospitality ,
my boots are all worn down.
seething all that's supposed to be
the time for sleep is now

but I long to rest in the mother of the canyon's tent
& fill my head with the nearest next lament
cause I left the hospital with a pack of cigarettes & hit the gas station with a broken head.

Pretty, fair skinned, & bronze.
a good witch of the times.
forgetting your earth name
it's cool cause you forgot mine

still I long to rest in the mother of the canyon's tent
& fill my head with the nearest next lament
cause it looks like you've got something else on your mind
it looks like you've got something else on your mind

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from Lamentations, released July 12, 2018

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