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Old Lane

A song and love letter to Newfoundland, Canada. Written and performed by Dominic Brooks and Elle Schillereff.

By Elle SchillereffPublished 8 months ago 1 min read

Old lane, old place

Creak your bones and rest away

Rows of teeth, rows of me

Little braids on a little freak

.

Rills and lights you're all I need

Unholy sight you're all I need

Salty sleep you're all I need

Underneath you're all I need

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Never mind, never mind

What we said they're only words

Seeds of breath on the wind

Never fixing never settling in

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Rills and lights you're all I need

Unholy sight you're all I need

Salty sleep you're all I need

Underneath you're all I need

.

You're all I need

You're all I need

Stream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Elle Schillereff

Canadian born, now settled on the west coast of Cymru/Wales. (she/her)

Avid writer of poetry and fiction, holistic massage therapist, advocate for women's health, collector of stray animals.

Grab a cup of tea and hang with me for a while.

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