Fool–An Erasure

Place behind
the hinterlands,
north
Before another man delay s.

I know she’s gonna    fall
I’m gonna  bet he’s
a fool

your name,   you’re
hard

not afraid to   step,  show you why.
odds

I’m gonna try
luck

Just tell me when you’ve had
danger

hit half  ground

Just wait until
I  catch my 

bleeding out

If spring comes
throw my bones in a
lost friend along
my way,

never   call  his bluff.

from Fool For Love, Lord Huron

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