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I PULL OUT THE PLANK AND SAY “THANK YOU FOR YANKING ME BACK TO THE FACT THAT THERE’S ALWAYS SOMETHING TO DISTRACT, BUT SOMETIMES IT’S HARD TO KNOW IF I’M DOING IT RIGHT”

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THE WHIMS THAT WE’RE WEEPING FOR OUR PARENTS WOULD BE BEATEN FOR, LEAVE THE BREAST THEN THE REST AND THEN REGRET YOU EVER LEFT

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WE COULD BE LIKE TWO STRINGS BEATING, SPEAKING IN SYMPATHY, “WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT YOU?”

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THAT NOVEMBER NIGHT, LOOKING UP INTO THE SKY, YOU SAID, “HEY, I WISH THAT WAS ME UP THERE, IT’S THE BIGGEST ROCKET I COULD FIND AND IT’S HOLDING THE NIGHT IN ITS ARMS, IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT. I CAN’T SEE THE LOOK IN ITS EYES BUT I’M SURE IT MUST BE LAUGHING.”

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OH COME ON BABY, OH COME ON DARLING, LET ME STEAL THIS MOMENT FROM YOU NOW

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I’VE BEEN TOLD WHEN I GET OLDER THAT I’LL UNDERSTAND, BUT I’M NOT SURE IF I WANT TO

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Kate Bush with her niece Beck in 1979.

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Kate Bush by Guido Harari for The Kate Inside

Via rockarchive - morrisonhotelgallery

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Kate Bush - Running Up That Hill

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A young Kate Bush, photographed by her brother John Carder Bush, from his book “Kate inside the rainbow”.

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Kate Bush - The Sensual World (1989)

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I TRY TO GET NEARER BUT AS IT GETS CLEARER, THERE’S SOMETHING APPEARS IN THE WAY— IT’S A PLANK IN ME EYE WITH A CAMEL WHO’S TRYING TO GET THROUGH IT, AM I DOING IT? CAN I HAVE IT ALL NOW?

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MY MOTHER AND HER LITTLE BROWN JUG, IT HELD HER MILK AND NOW IT HOLDS OUR MEMORIES

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THE CANDLE BURNING OVER YOUR SHOULDER IS THROWING SHADOWS ON YOUR SAXOPHONE, A SURLY LADY IN TREMOR. THE STARS THAT CLIMB FROM HER BOWELS, THOSE STARS MAKE TOWERS ON VOWELS

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YOU CRUSH THE LILY IN MY SOUL

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YOU’RE LIKE MY YO-YO THAT GLOWED IN THE DARK: WHAT MADE IT SPECIAL, MADE IT DANGEROUS

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GET THE BOW GOING, LET IT SCREAM TO ME: VIOLIN, VIOLIN, VIOLIN!