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Stunted
02:32
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She used to sneak me sips of her coffee when mom wasn't looking
Stunted until love was looking at her with grumpy eyes
Don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone
It got in his bones
He grew small and looked a hundred years old
He grew small and looked a hundred years old
He grew small and looked a hundred years old
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2. |
Anything Worth Keeping
03:27
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Keep my love in a jar
Poke some holes in the lid
Make it cozy with a stick and some leaves
Feed it bits of my heart
Syrupy crimson shards
Wash my hands with warm water
Imagine the warmth of another
Knowing how clumsy I am
My wet grip lets it slip
From the shelf where it lives
And I'll be sweeping up the pieces
That hasn't happened yet
Small things grow significant
Remember that it's delicate
Anything worth keeping is
Feed it bits of my heart
Syrupy crimson shards
Wash my hands with warm water
Imagine the warmth of no other
Knowing how clumsy I am
My wet grip lets it slip
From the shelf
Lands in my palm
Lean the broom
Against the wall
Remember that it's delicate
Anything worth keeping is
Remember that it's delicate
Anything worth keeping is
Keep my love in my palm
Watch it run along
Till it reaches the edge
Then I pull it back again
Knowing how clumsy I am
My wet grip lets it slip
From the shelf where it lives
And I'll be sweeping up the pieces
Remember that it's delicate
Anything worth keeping is
Remember that it's delicate
Anything worth keeping is
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Faded Mask
02:57
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So quit doing this and start doing that
They only wanted what is best
Look bleary-eyed into the distance
A ripped green dress from rolling in the grass
And all those lonely dreams
Odd and even, a goodbye kiss in a handkerchief
Worn over the face, it veils fears we throw far away
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
So I haven't done that and I've been keeping up this
Thank you for asking
The ripped green dress has been mended with
Red thread that's dripping down your chest
And all those lonely dreams turn to ones
Where my friends help me
In a pinch, baby, can you help me?
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
The faded mask
It is gossamer thin
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Root Cellar
04:08
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With the scent of dill
Dripping off of each bill
My wealth remains intact
Cuz I'm pickling my money to make it last
And I'm chewing olives right off the branch
And I don't like the taste but I can make peace with that
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
I'm traveling four circles
Down to my root cellar
As I shovel diamonds in my mouth
When I stop smelling sulfur
I'll find a place to spit 'em out
They got a pretty long shelf life
But I'll lick the salt brick to be sure
And I don't like the taste
But hey I'm a long term investor
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
The apple rots near the tree
I'm wasting produce the devil picked for me
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