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Asaf Avidan - Gold shadow
Author: Asaf avidan
There's a gold shadow
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seeping through the door
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There's a cold sparrow
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lying still upon the floor
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Dead and true as lipstick
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Slow as the speed of skin
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There's a gold, gold shadow
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growing from within
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There's a bent willow
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in the moonlight painted blue
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There's a spent window
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silhouetting you
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There's a bent, bent willow
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reflecting in your eyes
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But now there's a girl
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Out in a boat
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Her arms are outstretched
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And she's barely afloat
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There's a man on the shore,
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A rope in his hands
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It's tied to the boat,
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And he's pulling as hard as he can
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Not to bring her to him,
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But to pull the whole shore
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And the whole world with it
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To her open door
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All his voices are her
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All his voices are her
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All his voices are her
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All his voices are her
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Has he been here before?
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Nobody's sure
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There's a silver distance,
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a luminescent glimpse
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There's a river of resistance,
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dried to cracks upon your lips
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Brittle as believing
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Sticky as betrayal
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There's a silver distance
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opening up like a trail
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There was a time
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Before all the leaves
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Covered the beauty
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And they were blind,
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And they were free
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To be whatever
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They wanted to be
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But now they are just
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A prayer in a song
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And he is so sorry
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For all that went wrong
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All his voices are her
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All his voices are her
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