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Come out, the streets are breathing
Heaving green to red to green
Come with your nicotine and wine
Tambourine keeping time
Come and find me in the evening

Maybe I’d like that song, “Your Fonder Heart” by Anaïs Mitchell a bit more if the lyrics weren’t so… cheddar cheesy and her voice wasn’t so pixie-ish. I’m having a visual of a 13-year old elf singing… at a Lilith Fair concert. I imagine I’d be looping that on my iPod after a round of… absinthe abuse (aka The Green Fairy) followed by bungee jumping. But no, Mitchell probably didn’t intend to evoke thoughts of absinthe. My brain got wired… oddly.

FAIR WARNING: A long post to clarify stuff I said in this previous post.

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