Paste Eater's Grave
Some Dogs & Ike Pickett
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Flo Peggy, the neighborhood witch (who's got coin offerings on her above ground grave) To the cave that they closed off To the old man who died eating library paste The road is long and it's too dark to see This held the books together! Let's see it hold me We don't know what all that was about I guess we'll just assume that he's all better now Paste Eater's Grave The unknown woman of the Seine A mask made from your worst day A Jane Doe, not a Kate or Mary Jane Hung on the walls of artists in France, London, and Spain Paste Eater's Grave The river's wide and it's too cold to tell if whatever was inside you If that feeling got quelled We saw your face and we knew it had to be in every parlor, every hallway, every two story Paste Eater's Grave May they find me dead on the hill of Understanding and Nurturing The Holy Dove, still, is flying above So may they find me and paint me a name Paste Eater's Grave The road is long and it's too dark to see This held the books together! Well, it never worked for me Paste Eater's Grave
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