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The New Pornographers Electric Version

as you step down from the podium Returned from the war to a hero's welcome What's more you just had to win? Blazing new trails, waving goodbye to the

water, not the first daughter so I cant see why you're wrestling with words at last, a tradition you've long outclassed. Come true for the new martyrs

One holy ghost for a (holy/lonely) girl In the dream she shook then read, I quote, "We're all past elation now" (???) In the school of thought, in

the how-to guide to become the new face of zero and one. So fall into the new line, hanging off the truth of the times. Parade of sisters through New

wild, make believe you are an only child Here are the clothes, please put them on Still to come, a new parade of faith and sparks, the electric version

Should you go looking for a testament to youth in verse, variations on the age old curse, you blame the stations when they play you like a fool and like

wild, make believe you are an only child Here are the clothes, please put them on Still to come, a new parade of faith and sparks, the electric version

as you step down from the podium, returned from the war to a hero's welcome, what's more you just had to win Blazing new trails, waving goodbye to the

I stole a page from your book and a line from your page, and flew into a lesbian rage Cursing mine and my own rotten luck, another nude descends a staircase