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I've got one hand six fingers short
I've got one foot on distant shores
But I don't care who's keepin score
I'm makin bets I can't afford

But I put my ribcage forward,
look to the sky and I shrug my shoulders,
'cause you'll never break me down

I got my liver second-hand
My lungs are full of soot and sand
I pierced my skin, I bled a river
This shattered frame continues to give

But I throw my ribcage forward
look to the sky and I shrug my shoulders,
'cause you'll never break me down

I've got a spasm in my side, I've got a mind that's choosin sides
as I decide what's mine, what remains is left behind

You drive your circus to the bank
roll down the hill on an empty tank
I hear your hollow bones inside your shell,
burlap sack of matchsticks, drag yourself back up the hill

But you will never die, 'cause you are a part of mine
until we both can see the light, our moments peace just pass us by

But I throw my ribcage forward
look to the sky and I shrug my shoulders,
'cause you'll never break me down

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from Trusty Dusty Ghost Suit, released September 25, 2013

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Peter Hazen Portland, Maine

Keeper of stories and songs. Blues, rock & folk in the American tradition. Sprouted & grown in New York State, hardened through many lake-effect winters, tempered by several season on the Maine coast, dazzled by the brilliance of nature & the cultures of man, amidst the dizzying phantasmagorical spectacle of life, Peter Hazen cannot help but burst into song! ... more

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