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heart breezes fate i am still the lake fisher men pull their nets: our mouths are soft stones sinking down to rest beneath the sun. build spring, iam alright soaked in two vines we used to be the ones who knew last summer we lie flat and still flipped through magazines on the beach we watch the angels strip their clothes drop them one by one from the pier Songtextesplayed with wings and summer salt leaving pools of drizzled light their song is full of stars our hearts are full of ghosts some kids with sticks poke at a fish that swam it's so for sure. Aus Songtexte Mania