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Never read a poem truer
What I felt there in your arms
You saw my eyes look right through her
To the offer of a chance
Didn't do what I oughta
It wasn't what I planned
Southern Highlands daughters vanish from my hand
It's a foolish type of treasure
Lies in a field that can't be tamed
Guess I could not trust the pleasure
So I pushed them out in the rain
Now they've run out in the water
They washed out from the sand
Southern Highlands daughters vanish from my hand
I tried talking through the sweet life
Did it cut against the grain?
Did it tell itself in my eye
Cut straight through to the brain?
I lacked truth within my actions
In the end they had me damned
Southern Highlands daughters vanish from my hand
Your brother's talking 'ello mama
Sideway look designed to drain
Throw my bookshelf on the burner
Eye the flight path of the cranes
The edge of town is shrinking
So I slink off into the land
Southern Highlands daughters vanish from my hand
Didn't do what I oughta
It wasn't what I planned
Southern Highlands daughters vanish from my hand
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