Memory was scattered on a lot of overgrown grass with her hands glittering in the sun and the neighborhood kids were all out on their knees searching for the last treasures of the easter egg hunt
but you had a story against all those delicate knees you had a gash in your finger from the night before and the water is gathered into a tepid pool and your hands were only reaching out for more
Chorus there was a rain dance last night except we were all drunk and when you opened your eyes you couldn't see the fever started deep in our throats and when you came to you reached out for me
bare feet against a palisade of wet stinging glass where the hell do i step next you've got your questions but i don't have my answers ready yet and i'm going South You're going to come with me i know that it's crazy i know that you're unsure but i've got nothing to hide this time the grass is cradling your conscience the next one's gonna be mine
in the morning we awoke backs up against cold glass locked out of the house and seething memory's in the kitchen righting the last of her wrongs and what she wanted to tell you is that she liked you all along
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but you had a story against all those delicate knees you had a gash in your finger from the night before and the water is gathered into a tepid pool and your hands were only reaching out for more
Chorus there was a rain dance last night except we were all drunk and when you opened your eyes you couldn't see the fever started deep in our throats and when you came to you reached out for me
bare feet against a palisade of wet stinging glass where the hell do i step next you've got your questions but i don't have my answers ready yet and i'm going South You're going to come with me i know that it's crazy i know that you're unsure but i've got nothing to hide this time the grass is cradling your conscience the next one's gonna be mine
in the morning we awoke backs up against cold glass locked out of the house and seething memory's in the kitchen righting the last of her wrongs and what she wanted to tell you is that she liked you all along
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