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WOMAN OF CUSTOM
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WOMAN OF CUSTOM,
Richard Wright
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Woman of custom just severed ties
what had never changed had always died so
suddenly she's opened eyes that
fill with tears and come alive
her stifled love sleeping forever was
unaroused like changeless weather
and little chance that she was ever
going to smash the precious measure
She never lived with pain, fear or anger
windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured
a heart enchained, willing to surrender
but now if storms would only blow
she could really feel the roll.
Those years of sleep, all waking dreams
unpeopled places on painted screens
and diffused in subdued streams
her life was cost, traditional schemes.
She never lived with pain, fear or anger
windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured
a heart enchained, willing to surrender
but now if storms would only blow
then she could really feel the roll
she could really feel the roll.
«a hunger that lasts can have no pain»
it's just these words that don't explain.
eaten alive and spat out again
they jam in the memory like ancient remains.
Woman of custom just severed ties
what had never changed had always died so
suddenly she's opened eyes that
fill with tears and come alive.
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Woman of custom just severed ties what had never changed had always died so suddenly she's opened eyes that fill with tears and come alive her stifled love sleeping forever was unaroused like changeless weather and little chance that she was ever going to smash the precious measure She never lived with pain, fear or anger windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured a heart enchained, willing to surrender but now if storms would only blow she could really feel the roll. Those years of sleep, all waking dreams unpeopled places on painted screens and diffused in subdued streams her life was cost, traditional schemes. She never lived with pain, fear or anger windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured a heart enchained, willing to surrender but now if storms would only blow then she could really feel the roll she could really feel the roll. «a hunger that lasts can have no pain» it's just these words that don't explain. eaten alive and spat out again they jam in the memory like ancient remains. Woman of custom just severed ties what had never changed had always died so suddenly she's opened eyes that fill with tears and come alive.
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