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Low

from Devil's Blues by Joy

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All the low angels
Slouch from the weight of their wings
And we, less heavenly things,
Filling with beer,
Speeding toward August,
Are equally loaded

Affection, confusion
Out of breath from too much laughing
Kisses like falling
I’m secretly asking for
Smoke coming out of a hole in the fruit

But your information
All of your signals and signs
Are heavier than mine
And I would sink down
Surely, completely
Till no light could reach me

Affection, confusion
Out of breath from too much laughing
Sun on pale denim
Hot on your Florida tan
Why can’t I say FUCK IT when the odds bear their teeth

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from Devil's Blues, released June 13, 2005

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