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Hat On Drinking Wine
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Pictures Of Your Exhibition
A daytime moon in an empty sky, through our bedroom window frame* A coffee cup left on the deck, half-filled up with rain A lonely arm in an unmade bed that you splattered with drops of paint And me standing there on the front porch steps holding postcards from our pain
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The pictures of your exhibition came in yesterday's mail And so I get to see once more how we managed to fail The souvenirs of our inhibitions splayed there on the page Your frigid touch, an empty glass, and all my pointless rage
I can't stop staring at the one of our son, fallen in the backyard dirt You framed his head with yellow light, like a halo that's not quite done He's got a busted truck, a face full of mud, and grass stains on his shirt And you painted us both there in his face, our tears streaming down in the sun
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The pictures of your exhibition came in yesterday's mail And so I get to see once more how we managed to fail The souvenirs of our inhibitions splayed there on the page Your frigid touch, an empty glass, and all my pointless rage
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There's a rainy glaze over everything, battered trees stretching for the sky Kids playing ball, a street full of cars, a coffee shop's neon sign Fire hydrant yellows and new car reds, riding on asphalt gray And I see it all through your window frame, and you see it all from mine
The pictures of your exhibition came in yesterday's mail And so I get to see once more how we managed to fail The souvenirs of our inhibitions splayed there on the page Your frigid touch, an empty glass, and all my pointless rage
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