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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxxi
time & time again
when the leaves turn red in fall
it reminds me of the devil
on her way down
they make the same sounds
that my lover makes during the act of love
she is silent as the devil
on her way down
i am, i am
time & time again
with her mouth full of sugar
and a pocket full of salt
she says it's no one's fault
i'm just another nail in the coffin
i'm just another blow to soften
and i remind her of the devil
on her way down
i am, i am
but you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - woodstock, new york, u.s.a.