Artist: Falling Up Album: Fangs! Title: The King's Garden The sky has scrapers now The streets are made of clothes Embroidered on every single sleeve Some of us have seen The Golden Arrows poised Arc across the plaints Turns us pale Some of us have seen The Golden Arrows poised Arc across the plaints Turns us pale So this is where the shapes begin to drip Her drunk teeth fluttering in the wind

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