Under the spreading chesnut tree I sold you, you sold me Under the lying summer sky I hurt you, I fed you lies Under
the looming clouded veil You stab me, you let me fail Under the weakened rafter wood We used to say that we would
Came back with a bottle He did, it was black And rancid so rancid It rained down my back Came back with a
promise He did, it was weak And truthful? No truth, no It put me to sleep
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