This is for you. Shake The Dust – Lyrics. Secret Eyes Original Mix. Make sure that, by the time the fisherman returns, you are gone. For the bigots, the sexists, and the killers, the big-house pint sentence cat becoming redeemers, and for the springtime, that always comes after the winters.
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Make sure that, by the time the fisherman returns, you are gone. Make these blue streams worth it, because, just like the days I’m burning at both ends, and every time I write, every time I bike through the night, every time I open my eyes, I am cutting out a part of myself to give to you.
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This is for the night schoolers, and the midnight bike riders who are trying to fly. This is for the nighttime cereal eaters. So take the world by its clothespins and shake it out again and again, jump on top and take it for a spin, and when you hop off shake it out again, for this is yours.
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Do not let a second go by that does not remind you that your heart beats nine hundred times a day, and there are enough gallons of blood to make you an dusy. This is for the childhood bullies who tormented them.
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This is for the police officers. Asherel 5 K Shazams. This is for the duust that drips off of Mick Jagger’s lips, for the shaking skirt on Tina Turner’s shaking hips, for the heavens and the hells through which Tina has lived. This is for the schoolyard wimps. DJ Crazy J Rodriguez. This is for the people who go on vacations alone, and for the crappy artists and the actors that suck, shake sust dust.