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Her long limbs

His monkey mind

On the sidewalk staring up at a power line

All the details crawl up her spine

Like the spiders on the veil, on the vine

He writes the impasse

She writes the mend

He writes the heart of it

But she writes the end

In her scratchy hand

On the bottom of the riverbed

As one long prelude

For one cruel event

Then she leaves it

Her long fuseLiz Durrett - Vw - http://motolyrics.com/liz-durrett/vw-lyrics.html

His oversight

All the pauses shaping up to be his life

She ain't easy

He's not benign

Every outlet calls her name all the time

He writes the impasse

She writes the mend

He writes the heart of it

But she writes the end

In her scratchy hand

On the bottom of the riverbed

As one long prelude

For one cruel event

Then she leaves it