Photograph of a Cyclone Lyrics by Searows
I’ve pulled it up
From the root and far beneath me
Solid enough
Give me anything, please
I’ve seen it happen
You forget your words without me
Poisoned and unlucky
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Photograph of a cyclone
A spirit
Moving cycles
Masterpiece
Destroyer of what’s in front of me
Old machine
Headlock
Wasting hours in outlaw country
Sing the anthem
Absentmindedly
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You lay down to sleep, dreaming
Treading careful
God, you look so evil
Letting some big monster in the room
You can’t mean it
No one talks like that without their reasons
Pardon my affliction
Won’t you
Like that’s the worst you’ve ever heard
And I go quiet when you’re mean to her
Sit there
Wordless
Like you do
God awful
Without permanence
I convince myself to need you
Circling the corner of the room
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