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Dayline

from Proximity (EP) by Seasick Swan

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Talking about the harvest
and the upkeep of their horses.
With the chilling of the wind
I hear the sniffling of their noses.
Ghosts are at home here.
Sometimes sitting of the porch
I used to hear their voices.
Talking about the harvest
and the upkeep of their horses.

River, river
slipping over.

Stony eyes and twig-like fingers.

Speaking of the winter through
the words of an old fairy-tale.
Days were getting shorter
and the biscuits they were going stale.
Come in from the cold with
the wolves out on the cattle trails.

River, river
slipping over.

Stony eyes and twig-like fingers.

See as it slips away like the time we've lost.
See as it slips away like the time we've got.

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from Proximity (EP), released November 30, 2015

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