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Rickie Lee Jones - Текст песни Outside the great divide
outside the great divide
 the dogs racked up about wild hangers
 the fleshy neighborhood is still the city
 the wire bled into chairs
 the chairs eaten by dogs waiting for a ride
 the cars humming and strumming the air
 with coarse teeth and hair
 i have learned what comes with you
 dog man fleshy dog man 
 and i l did not awaken this endless pain,
 this galactic hook up with the crucifixion, 
 my single cell crusted in this prophet, i am the prophet, for the night
 and for the filthy warm pine and the dusty glance
 of the day 
 we meet
 tangling our feet
 in the noisy closets
 barking collars 
 that miss
 her when she's gone
 and button up when she comes near
 every morning the dog 
 moaning and barking and humping a tree
 and last week i saw two black birds
 out on the side walk
 heaving
 belly's up
 claws locked
 now the fire escapes wind up the brick
 long notes
 from a dieing
 leaving last words 
 every mattress, every napkin holder a cry
 that has crystallized
 because there is a sun
 i know god through sands
 torn into long strands
 and i can sing 
 my legs around youRickie Lee Jones - Outside the great divide - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rickie-lee-jones/outside-the-great-divide-lyrics.html
 my tongue into you 
 surrender too
 our shame, our despair, our reason and patience
 you, father, lover, wordless musics, inside boy
 traffic addicts, sound bound, trying to be careless
 with ecstasy 
 the time that binds our
 fleshy lives
 our aces in the tree
 swinging
 with the muscle of the sea
 climbing
 rubbing pussy on the bark
 climbing
 up up up
 slipping down climbing up
 slipping down
 for gods pleasure
 the whole thing, man, the whole thing
 writing it
 going back and rewriting it 
 from here
 the fleshy here to there
 i throw up all day from the deep
 it pulls on my deep and i swoon
 i cannot drive
 i cannot remember 
 i place the wrong words in the places i spoon
 i will be airborne soon
 pregnant
 inhuman, fleshy home, inhuman
 in this pleasure of fleshy unity
 i seek god i chew the leaves around the picnic table
 i come in close to british guests
 i lick my husband as he walks by
 i am the monitor, the mantis, the anchor
 celebrating
 this fleshy life










