| Pomegranate
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| Pomegranate
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| Like God’s ankles, like God’s feet
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| Pomegranate
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| Smooth like God’s skin, smooth like God’s bones
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| Fruit so wet, my tongue laid upon
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| She rises with the night, she sleeps with the dawn
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| Pomegranate
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| Pomegranate
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| The tooth is a stone and the eye is a pit
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| Nipples are seeds and the mind is the culprit
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| Milk blood flowing, stardust sleeps
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| Water light glistens, and the fireflies beat
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| Pomegranate
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| Pomegranate
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| The pull of palms, along the skin of dreams
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| Discotheque and light beams
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| You know you’re holding something, you know you see
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| Bring it to me, gimme seed
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| Pomegranate
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| Pomegranate
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| Time is a bastard it won’t let me patch things up
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| It’s all firecracker paper and empty tin cups
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| Eyes to the sky and feet on the ground
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| Weighing all the consequences, pound by pound
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| Pomegranate in the palm of my hand
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| I was ruler of the kingdom, I was ruler of the land |