Stops from Tuskha by Tuskha

Back in the yard and all of fourteen
my mates and I were on the beat
don’t let the sky crash down on us
still got the whole world and then some

burning trash in the lilac bushes
still don’t know what all the fuss was
one match and no one to watch us
does our world melt down to nothing

is it art, call it art
is it life, call it life
is it the real thing, darling
or just a new oblivion

is it life, call it life
is it blood, call it blood
is it the real thing, darling
or just a new oblivion

changing the names
changing the street
this fettered lark is on the wing
don’t let the sky crash down on us
still got the whole world and then some

stealing back to the old country
hanging from the willow tree
what is true and everlasting
does our world melt down to nothing

is it art, call it art
is it life, call it life
is this the real thing, darling
or just a new oblivion

is it life, call it life
is it blood, call it blood
is this the real thing, darling
or just a new oblivion

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