The birds
Are struggling to prepare
For this weak and tumbling air.
I dreamt I found your body.
And love
It fills the space for us.
A tired cloud of dust
As we sleep in different places
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Smoke Signals
Smoke Signals lyrics by Houses. The birds Are struggling to prepare For this weak and tumbling air. I dreamt I found your body. And love It fills the space...
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Smoke Signals
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