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Milk Song - The Mountain Goats
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Milk Song The Mountain Goats

Milk Song - The Mountain Goats
[Verse 1]
When the sky was the color of cream
And you started leaving messages on my answering machine
Telling me that you were way across town
And would be home in a night or two

[Verse 2]
I started keeping track of my losses
There were only one or two I couldn't cover
And up there against the milk white sky I saw
Fleeting vestiges of you

[Chorus 1]
The way you vanished gradually
Has made a bitter man of me
And the way you vanished gradually
Has made a bitter man of me

[Verse 3]
Where the ocean cleaves the rocks real clean
I dropped my answering machine
I watched the waves chew it into tiny little pieces
Of seafoam hissing in the air

[Verse 4]
On the balance sheet I'd been keeping in my mind
I entered two hundred kroners to the left of the debit line
It was what the machine had cost me
It was a greater loss than I could bear
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