Wire doll called me in her way
on her ouija phone
even when I wasn't home
yeah, she made me feel that way
Wing-worm--took it slow
no point in rushin' or talkin' about it
no , she never talked about it
she just sewed a button on my shirt
yeah she sewed the way the caterpillars rise up from the dirt
Wire-worm--- you broke in two
headlines, going down
a garden wire
left out below
an open gate
not so long ago
In the back of a trance
Wing wood
Wire tree
a ticking wire heart
a burning hexagram
a wire book of chance
in the wire fingers of her hands
Wire doll
called me in her way
even when she lost the plan
A wire-dream
two little wings
she made me feel that way
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