Naevus - Up a Hill | Текст песни

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Up a hill six years ago a one-eyed Scot imagined a civil game that pretended to an intuitive understanding and an instant and appreciative friendship. He dressed it in irony to cover his tracks, then moved on. The game is over now and the players have long since departed but the hillside remains; an incidental mist has descended over it and the grass is wet to the touch. In the back of a car, I pass it.

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