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Lyrics for 'Transference' by 'Steve Kilbey'
Telegram Lines In Meadows Of Junk
Jewels Stay Late To Shake And I'll Be Sunk
Small Eyed Sellers With Conquering Ties
And I Know Those Sins Carry Dangerous Crimes
Yes We're Sitting Down The Back With A Head Full Of Haze
Coming To Terms With Our Yesterdays
Last Night I Found Love In My Fingertips
Imagined I Was Swimming Between Your Peninsular Lips
Standing On The Snaking Road
Mistaken, Forsaken, And Totally Blowed
Yes We're Sitting Down The Back With A Bone In My Hand
Pull Down The Blind On The Sunburnt Land
Once We Stopped In The Dead Of Night
I Must Have Walked In On A Hell Of A Fight
I Never Even Saw Who Was Throwing The Punch
I Never Even Asked Who Was Paying For Lunch
It Reminds Me Of The Time I've Told You About
Every Voice In The World Seemed To Shout
I Sank To My Knees Hands Over My Ears
I Could Have Heard What Nobody Hears
But I Blew Out The Match With A Weary Breath
Checked My Stash, There Was Nothing Left
Stuck My Face Into The Night
Tasted The Rain That Came With The Light
Sitting In The Back With A Sneaking Suspicion
Happy With My Lazy Ambition
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