Bird Balloons
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Bird Balloons
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I'm a ghost and you all know it
I'm singing songs and I ain't slowing
It was a fragile thing and I goddamn dropped it
I picked the pieces up and put them in my pocket
And I ain't gonna try to win your heart this time
I've had space to think and I think that I've grown a little wiser
I'm looking for a new muse you have only made me tired
Call your bluff up on the telephone and jam-jar my blood
This is my loss of limb, my loss of love
Call your bluff up on the telephone and jam-jar my blood
This is my loss of limb, my loss of love
It was so cold you could see both sets of ribs almost escaping your skin to fly south
South until the springtime
Your hips stood out like confidence, you were naked as a newborn in the snow
But you wanted it so
That's precisely how you wanted it and now
Your love is writing words on the wall
With the meat of a nectarine that she picked earlier
That morning in the orchard
And you are on the street, a chest of drawers free
While the skeleton parade marches past you
Carrying bird balloons
They fly backwards and forwards
The streets can be eerie, streets can be dreary
it's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room so
How about I play the harp and you play that piano
Pull the curtains shut and nest like little sparrows
My limbs, my love are lost on you
My limbs, my love belong to you
I remember that night in the woods on the hidden balance beam
Made of a long wooden board with a barrel underneath
We laid on either end and we couldn't quite knack it
After many attempts and minutes of silence until we did
And our breath caught
And we looked up
And the stars, they were so still
And the stars, they were so still
Both our hearts, they were revealed
Our hearts, they were revealed
And you were my friend
You were my friend
You were my friend
This is my loss of love my loss of limb
You were my friend
This is my loss of love my loss of limb
You were my friend
You were my friend
You were my friend
You were my friend
You were my friend
You were my friend
But now
I'm a ghost and you all know it
I'm singing songs and I ain't stopping
My hair grew long so I fucking cut it
And when you looked away I stuck those trimmings in your locket
Hahahahahaha
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