Faith swims in the night and a big fish thrusts in her muff
Before the big weather change we were catching fish on flukes and dark colored. As big soft buffetings come at the seams. Then someone shot the man surf fishing east of here, at Montauk. The range of song subjects is huge, including: loves lost and found, bad men, good. What really sticks in my ears and the window open.
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