Bibio
Raxeira
Thumbing through her photographs and lettersYou find the pressed flowers from the first days that youmetFold the corner of the very last page overTo help remind you that you saw it to the endSlide the book back on the shelf and promiseThat you'll look towards the dark days with a glad heartIt's little things like bones and skulls and feathersAnd raxeira from your favourite dusty windowThe way the firefly lights its fireShe wrote a song about it yesterdayThe way that water turns to steamShe wrote a song about it yesterdayThe way a cigarette smouldersShe wrote a song about it yesterdayThe way your polaroid appearsShe wrote a song about it yesterday
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