Convict Lake

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John Vanderslice - Pop

Convict Lake

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At Convict Lake, we staked our tent When the wind rose up, the willows bent Their airborne spores were released to me I opened my mouth and let them in A small black X on the edge of the camp I couldn't wait to fall off the map And so I took another tab A lost bobcat found himself in the camp I held him close, I fed him by hand And then I took another tab My friends came down, way too soon I stayed high, with the silvery moon I awoke in a hospital bed Bound down like Gulliver tied up in thread You can't take back what you put in your head

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