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The Aggregate Scraping the Sky

from Guest House by Wells-next-the-Sea

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from the album "Guest House"

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pictures of love fill
pitchers with love

winters at home and
summers in rome

my magic art is
my fragile heart

ooh i don't think it's been told
i don't want you to grow old

it's your word
that you
will follow me
through the halls
before they've fallen
to fools
and all
the columnist writers
have not a clue
about you

wander the streets, with
wandering feet

your morning psalm
is my mourning song

locking the latch and
striking the match

ooh i don't think it's been told
i don't want you to grow old

it's your word
that you
will follow me
through the halls
before they've fallen
to fools
and all
the columnist writers
have not a clue
about you
who flies
with all
the aggregate scraping the sky
and tears
the clouds
to rain on the
fires of all
the underbrush striving
for life
and light
just like
you

credits

from Guest House, released November 23, 2010
Philip Robbins: lead and harmony vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Sarah J Wille: harmony vocal
Dann Morr: bass

written by Robbins
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ASCAP 2010

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