piano magic – snow drums lyrics
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three on the backseat as we drive home from rehearsal
there’s snow on the drums
the snare shudders like a cold ghost between my mittens
in the trunk, guitars slide like dead over dead
it’s stopped snowing
we think we see foxes
i breathe a canvas on the window to write your name on the landscape
the sky is a grey flint from coast to coast with birds frozen in
magic trees share the dashboard with a playdoh jesus
grapelli and reinhardt lock h-rns on the radio
i draw a black skull on my jeans, not thinking, through to the skin
the headlamps come on at five
i miss you bad
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