Too Round to Be Square Lyrics - Marty Willson-Piper

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The desperate angel
Sits in the dark
Wings in a fold
Arrow through her heart.
The tepid stream
Runs for a medal
Silver beats gold
And gives her a start.


Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square.


The perspex heath
Melts in the sun
The liquid slips
To a room at the front.
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The merry house
Has a girl's name
A plastic fox
Drunk at the hunt.



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------ 08/23/2014

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