ghostlimb - port of call lyrics
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dirty nails never fail
to catch the dust that looms
a p-rs-d out time, between the lines
in cloudy foreign rooms
dirty sails never fail
to reach the port of call called home
with comp-ss still, and where bearings kill
any semblance of the unknown
the purest of the greenest gr-ss
lies right beneath our feet
between the need and want we’re torn
but in bags we sleep as dead as leaves
and each morning we’re reborn
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