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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