[00:00.00]Deer in the Night - Po' Girl
[00:30.94]Deer in the night run on clipped lawns
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[00:35.84]Deer in the morning dead by the road
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[00:41.07]Lines are all humming death does become them
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[00:46.02]Lines are all happy they never know famine
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[00:52.58]Houses alike in circles and rows
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[00:57.75]Named for the lost woods places afar
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[01:02.69]People inside them crowded and lonely
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[01:07.88]Dreams gently dying together alone
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[01:13.76]And the cars they go one way cars they come back
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[01:24.76]Everyday but sunday and sometimes they crash
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[01:58.43]Waning moon rise stars barely seen
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[02:03.26]They city's greath filth bright towers gleaming
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[02:08.59]Quiet is hiding from sirens and shrieks
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[02:13.52]But loves the good music in spaces between
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[02:20.35]Bats a dark cloud dance the dusk sky
[02:25.02]From under the bridge all along the lakeside
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[02:30.35]Seeing with sound hunting with song
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[02:35.36]Never colliding or killing their own
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[02:41.38]And the cars they go one way cars they come back
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[02:52.17]Everyday but sunday and sometimes they crash