Neko Case - Fever
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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In an open field at dusk
to footfalls I awoke
marching ants across my temples
their feet had no intention
they followed some magnetic drum
prisoners of their destination
from the slats of the factory come
where once they did make rails
old Death's peculiar songs
he didn't know I was listening
so he crowed out nice and long
to the spiders and the lumber
and the dust of his conquest
and his hunger and his lust
I heard his feet rejoice
I heard him tap his cane
as if he had his own review
on stage at the F and M
I caught his words in my open mouth
I gagged and choked and spit them out
I heard him turn his heated ear
my tiny heart beat in his ear
I was already running
oh, I heard him coming
shrapnel spitting from hi