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Obscura Hail - The Thin Man lyrics

Artist: Obscura Hail

album: Zero


Under the mud, by the root of an over growing
Jacaranda
Covered in worms, are the words of the man made mythical
Bone collector
Cursive and neat were the marks of his thinning figures
Skinny finger
Leaving a map and directions to his decomposing
Long lost treasure
Cursed by the ghosts of the bones of the friends we searched for
All last summer
Just as we thought to give up and move on
We were faced with remains of your body and the shoes I bought for you

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