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to me 
Hello, Dear Ella
I'm terrified to say

They're digging a deeper hole for 
My Ella
My Ella, what happened inside your brain that night in the field

Shoulda listened when Ted said no
Hit the brakes it was too late
We left the ground doing 95
Didn't think that we'd survive
End over end through a field

Or needles pin exhausted veins) 
Are feeble mockery of your aspirations

For an unaccustomed eye
Your "Challenger" and your fields of plate-glass swarming

web of pearls
Glistens in the grass in summer
North wind changes all the fields
To dazzling glass in winter

Come near to me
Hear this song I sing

Spin the chamber of the glick
With the last in it
I can't look at your face
'cause my past in it
Now I'm walking over fields with
The glass in it

Here

I compliment bad habits to the Max Well
Bags swell, big ass sacks, Buffer than Bagwell
Specializing in the glass field
My last sale, thought I was

to fucking dust 

On fields of shattered glass the cathedral arose 
Eternal night fell on a city of bones 

Bow down to the Lord of Crows

Broken hands

I'll find my way-ay
As time goes on we will live on and find the way-ay
I play with these guitar strings, I walk down fields of broken glass
Oh I wish

Every other day I look behind
The day that ended once again
Fields of broken glass reflect the pain consumed
Nothing else but pain

I wish I was

grail glass fields of paralysis
  
Obsolescor,  
Give life with hate 
Move into depth
Blessed fever of peace   
   
Obsolesce, sever this chain, reward my

We waltzed through the burning fields with shattered glass below
As we walk hand and hand to start reaping what we sew
Construct the perfect walls

Clean up the mess, scour the sites
Do it until your hands and cheeks turn white
Another one goes under
Thank goodness that's not me
The fields of broken

sweet 16 with money I got from trapping greens 
Now I’m uped in the music scene it look like I’m running track and fields 
Aluminium and glass on the side

we would walk and talk
and walk and talk
round fields of summer glass
and summer glass
stand up everbody
your not gonna get hurt by this..

so

With eyes that glass the field
10 times 200 more, staring back at them
Men, both elder and young and full of pride
ready to meet the valkyrjur
To carry

Spitting Blood

WU LYF

Go Tell Fire to the Mountain

and free

Across concrete fields of broken glass
With five year olds having heart attacks
You fed 'em to well on TV cut me I wont even bleed
My bloods

ran for the fields
Where the stained glass starts to grow
His body, it was made of flesh and twigs
Wrapped in an elegant bow
As it all collapsed he felt

The Far Pavilions

...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead

The Century of Self

2009

back
To those places you lived
Brick fields full of cut glass
(I'll return to the Far Pavilions)
Where the sidewalks strangled you
As you cradled

cardio

Kooo kooo
Pieces still hitting
Thinking that they scam
Got they ppp loans forgiven
We really in the field
All these glass checks be hitting
You

Into gas fields
Composed of glass shields
I yields ,
Into backgrounds
You despise how the fact sound
So you listen to lies so you gonna die you dies,

more Panama or religion death trip
Someday they'll give us back our lungs
Lungs of mother nature's fields

Look through the glass onion
People

Embrace the pain
Dig deep
Dig in your heels
The hammer that shatters glass forges steel

Fields of fire
Block your path
Feel the flames lick at your skin

I've been dreaming a lot lately
Empty glass, long dark fields, maybe
I chose not to bottle up
I chose but my eyes were stuck

Fishing through a deep

Raven

The New York Room

1991-1995

Raised hedges in the wilting grass

stalks of broken straw

barren fields and broken glass

barbed wire fence

as day breaks, a white light

shines