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Six By Two - By Kill Creek
Six By Two
By Kill Creek
By Kill Creek
I'll be back to pull the garden
Spring has proven winter cruel
And all of summer's beauty, lies there rotting
Stripped like yours, from you
And I know I, can't stand remembering
The dirt under our fingernails
The silence, your defense
Tired, over tired hand
And we spent December
Given our best shot at hating
But now, as I remember,
We had no reason to abuse
I'll force God to notice
That he, is giving nothing back
And all of us were wet out in the boneyard
He washed the tears from you
And I know you, deserve none of this
My distance, as we stole flowers from his grave
The silence, my defense
Tired, over tired hand
And I recall the ways
You pretended not to notice
But we both sowed the soil
That grew only what could die
And if you believe,
That I tried only to deceive
You know, that's not, true
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