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P. J. HARVEY
Urn With Dead Flowers in a Drained Pool
I need your lie, darling love lies
And if you gave it to me, I'd hold it in the palm of my hand
Like a good luck charm or a vice
And I'd reach up like a child to receive it
There is no more
There is no more
I got.
Take me inside your wall love lie
And if he took me, I'd hold him up to the light
Like a god, or a good luck charm, or a vice
And I'd open up like a child to believe it
There is no more
There is no more
I got . . .
No
There is no more
There is no more
I got . . .
And still you can't give your peace to me
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