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Aaron Dessner - August Lyrics

I can manage the soul coming forward
With an idea of something larger
The first white flower on the path
To the milk house, a black hole

Tropical dirt, innumerable checkpoints
Sun seekers unaware of their opponents
Tiny exploits up in the absolute cosmos
And somewhere up north, winter

The wind in my body
The wind in my body
Through my body

By star, broken parts
If the particle were a person
A she or a he
On a series of lawns, pockmarks
Earth-sized something nailing Mercury
Mercury

Thе wind in my body
The wind in my body
The wind in my body
The wind in my body
Through my body
Mеrcury
Mercury
Mercury