Chris DuPont - White Linen
Sterling city, you've inundated me
In the memory of my northern belle
I wished her well, swallowed in your haze
Now I'm capsized. She's immortalized in white linen
I hear the table spinning
Her favored lies, my petty crime committed
Painted lady, could you recount for me all the years you have not aged?
My younger sin, and blower of the wind that's rattling my cage
I'm capsized. She's immortalized in white linen
I hear the table spinning
Her favored lies, my petty crime committed
In white linen, I hear the table spinning
Her favor lies in my petty crime forgiven
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Christopher DuPont
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