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Seven years under your silver tongue

Under your rule of thumb

Eyes so tight I saw stars

I saw signs, rosaries round my neck

Pickled in tears, these weather worn years

Kept the memory in a jar with some

Salt for the wound, bride for the groom

Wash out my mouth, wash out my mind

Tracing the cracks in your metaphor

Holding my ear to the bathroom door

Chalking one more line upon your score

For seven years, seven years

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