Good morning, mister magpie, how's the lady wife?
You've been sitting there for years now, studying my life. So you may as well just build a nest here.
Good fucking luck, ‘cause I still can't rest here.
Nine of your brothers perched in my past, they were right for a while but I knew it couldn't last.
But moon be full tonight and I will find my bride.
She'll be good to me and she will love to ride.
And she might make mistakes but I know I will too because we can't all be whole and bright like you.
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"Pica Luna" as written by Malcolm Middleton Aidan Moffat
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