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I heard from my friend in the southof Jezebels and Dark Grass dartsAnd tigers striped upon the bedBy sunlight come and soon play deadShe teaches me these wondrous thingsIn letters that the postman bringsAnd under corrugated skiesHer hair is bright and shields her eyesFrom distance betweenThe things we've both seenHer voice is clear inside my headAnd helps me when i'm feeling badShe tells me of a man she keptInside a locket around her neckWntil the day he came to griefUpon a simple salad leafSo she replaced him with a guyAs dear to me as windy skiesI sail on a seaThat she builds for meIn kind Aus Songtexte Mania