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I am a fly on the wall of a house where the windows are always broken

I am a pause in a storm on a dark stair whenever your name is spoken

Be a man about this/ Be the coward or the kiss/ Be a man about this

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Somewhere there is salt in the air of a season that touches the hem of an island so northern

Some air is knitting a day for a woman whose eyes are upon the horizon

Be a man about this/ Be the boredom or the bliss/ Be a man about this

Be the number or the name/ Be the picture or the frame

Be the shoulder or the shame/ Be the moth or be her flame

I am the birth of a dawn through a curtain - the hurt of a dawn through a curtain

Be a man about this/ Be a man about this/ Be a man about this/ Be a man about this

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