Mrs Juliette Low

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if the sound that gets made with 
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each going away
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were to lean on my knuckles to come
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then all the spinning about 
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making moths in my mouth
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like a hymn from the heavens would 
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hum

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babies sweet on the floor ever 
calling for more
ever tasting their flight on their 
tongues
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see them roll on the ground with 
their bellies so round
know they're bound to keep rolling 
along

and mrs. juliette low sings so 
pretty and slow
singing 'boy aint you going so 
wrong?
if your voice is to pray and your 
legs is to stay
then where you been going so long?'

yet still the light likes to fade at
 the end of each day
and it shines like a curtain of 
glass
onto some state of grace where her 
movements takes place
aint we always so going so fast

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in the chill of some gray afternoon
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in the still fading light of my room
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i'll be aching to say
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lover don't go away
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and won’t go away
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