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We used to gather round the fire
Under the fresh-dewed night
Drenched in alcohol and honey, sweat and stars
But now we're trapped each in stainless walls
Fragile and unbearable
Travel through the dark between the bars
And now the streetlights are my constellations
Hanging from my heels across the crenellations
Now the streetlights are my constellations
Hanging from the heels across the crenellations

And I bear the scars of my defeat
At the hands of death
He would not let me pass
And I bear the brand that lights the way down
To the underground
But the station's still as glass
Touched by thousands of dirty fingers
And the whispers of a thousand silent sinners
Touched by thousands of dirty fingers
Shuck my body but my spirit lingers

So sing out now, O drinkers
Sing out now, bartenders
Sing out now, sweet lovers
Sing out for the good times gone

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from Four Songs From The Tree, released May 28, 2016

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