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Our Pen's Out Of Ink Lyrics

Album Name : Our Thickness
Release Date : 2005-05-05
Song Duration : 3:13

Russian Futurists Our Pen's Out Of Ink


You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true,
it depends how you thinkWhen we died in our sleep no on
had time to weep
Or make a great big fuss about you or me or us
We were left all alone, and they buried our bones
In the dirt, in the cold and we sleep to the sound

Of the trees getting old in the deep underground
You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true,
it depends how you think
When we died in that storm we watched funnel clouds form
And when they touched the earth, things couldn't get much
worse
We wrote letters to ghosts, but what mattered the most
We were there to enjoy when it battered the coast
You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true,
it depends how you think



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