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the bathroom is a wreck with all your clothes strewn on the floor
and your body is bent double with all the wondering what for, no
there's no room for working; only room for wanting more!
(your body tells its' tall tales from the mirror on the door)

cream on your face in daytime makes you sensitive to light.
when you're laughing with your feet up, darling, you sure seem alright
make a vapor of this lightness! can you hold it to you tight?
you feel like heavy metal days you didn't sleep last night

and one day you'll know - there's nothing so real on which to worry.
one day, some day, you'll see
and we've known, oh we've known from all the winters in this city
that you'd stand up like a fireplace on your own
that you could be your own hearth in your own home.

the marble countertops and wicker baskets tossed askew,
they're relics of a garden passed, before the things we knew,
this home has seen its angels pounding walls in empty rooms -
but easter's fast arriving, dear, the spring always comes through.

and one day you'll see how you've outlived your pity.
oh one day, some day, you'll see
and you've grown, oh girl, i've seen you grow although at
times it's felt so shitty, i've seen you reach up
like a ladder, bone by bone -
i saw you in the driveway praying all alone

and these days we know that in those pristine closets are
bones and rags and families just like ours
we grew ourselves out in the backyard
sticky pine floor forests and hauled our wicker baskets up to mars!
oh, nothing loved us better than those stars!
oh, nothing loved us better.. ©

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from Grimace and Grace, released September 13, 2012

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