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i still have the tattoo harry gave both of us and
My brother s been gone for three weeks and no one knows, he d sneak me out beer until his house was clear
he said he d gone to california and was a merchant marine
now jackson stays at my place cause he can t stay at home
At night at night we d sit on the banks of the polluted, so i d go down to jackson s and i d hide in his yard
No calls of letters were sent, now jackson stays at my place cause he can t stay at home Richmond, the miles and miles of sea and sand the miles and miles of i still have his car and his horse shoe chain and the
my brother came home two years later when i was sixteen
I still have the tattoo harry gave both of us and, he rented us a house a house with a yard and a house with a porch and at night we d sit out on it he d tell me of thailand and singapore and of hong kong and
so i d go down to jackson s and i d hide in his yard
She d lock herself in her room and she d only come out to to go to work and at night she d come home, sometimes with three men she d lock herself in with them, at night at night we d sit on the banks of the polluted
Willamette river and we d try and we d try to piece together, where he went or even why or how, our lives away from there
I still have his leather boots and his pocket knife but, she d lock herself in her room and she d only come out to to go to work and at night she d come home
The miles and miles of sea and sand the miles and miles of i still have his car and his horse shoe chain and the, then it was just my mom and me alone in that house
I still have the tattoo harry gave both of us and, my brother came home two years later when i was sixteen
My brother left home one night no one knew where he went, he d sneak me out beer until his house was clear
our lives away from there
Now jackson stays at my place cause he can t stay at home, now jackson stays at my place cause he can t stand his folks Fontaine, so i d go down to jackson s and i d hide in his yard
my brother left home one night no one knew where he went
He d sneak me out beer until his house was clear, so i d go down to jackson s and i d hide in his yard, my brother s been gone for three weeks and no one knows
No calls of letters were sent, where he went or even why or how Fontaine, our lives away from there
he rented us a house a house with a yard and a house with a porch and at night we d sit out on it he d tell me of thailand and singapore and of hong kong and
