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Knives of Summertime

from Come to our Pool Party by Hezekiah Jones

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lyrics by Mark Linkous

A flock of knives cut the sky
And buried in my black eyes
And the clouds they bled in my head
And autumn rain soaked the dry beds

And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives
The knives of summertime, summertime
The knives of summertime, summertime
The knives of summertime

And I did swallow stained glass tears
Absorbed by the sun for many light years
And the fire flies in her hair
My red concertinas coming down the stairs

And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives
The knives of summertime, summertime
The knives of summertime, summertime
The knives of summertime

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from Come to our Pool Party, released October 15, 2007

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Hezekiah Jones Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Hezekiah Jones is a collection of Philadelphia-area artists orbiting around the songwriting talents of Raphael Cutrufello.

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