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Neko Case Fox Confessor Brings The Flood

the fox confessor On splendid heels And he shames me from my seat And on my guilty feet I follow him in retreat What purpose in these deeds Oh fox confessor

You?re gone The trees are so quiet When your hand was in my pocket How they swayed from side to side Now the meddling sky And my snowy eye Sees a different

The most tender place in my heart Is for strangers I know it's unkind But my own blood is much too dangerous Hanging round the ceiling half the time Hanging

Here I am in traffic's slow flow (Where the needle touched down) Carbon planes draw a cage around the air force base (where the needle touched down) My

My true love drowned In a dirty old pan of oil That did run from the block Of a Falcon sedan 1969 The paper said '75 There were no survivors None found

the fox confessor on splendid heels And he shames me from my seat And on my guilty feet I follow him in retreat What purpose in these deeds Oh fox confessor

Specters move like pilot flames Their widows toast at St. Angel Better times collide with now The tears were warm, I feel them still Their heat to vapor

the fox confessor on splendid heels And he shames me from my seat And on my guilty feet I follow him in retreat What purpose in these deeds Oh fox confessor

You're gone, the trees are so quiet When your hand was in my pocket How they swayed from side to side Now the meddling sky and my snowy eye Sees a different