Lyrics Made of Straw - Karen Pree
                                                You 
                                                spoke 
                                                it 
                                                plain 
                                                and 
                                                speak 
                                                it 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                once 
                                                they 
                                                moved 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                sill
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                left 
                                                it 
                                                stripped 
                                                and 
                                                fit 
                                                to 
                                                crack,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                now 
                                                they've 
                                                fallen 
                                                further 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                count 
                                                yourself 
                                                    a 
                                                fragile 
                                                hem
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                hang 
                                                until 
                                                you're 
                                                taken 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                sewn 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                feathered 
                                                throw,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forever 
                                                sleeping, 
                                                sheet 
                                                to 
                                                chin
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                swallow 
                                                all 
                                                you 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                will 
                                                follow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                goes 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                made 
                                                their 
                                                rounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                went 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                went 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Set 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                drown 
                                                the 
                                                weeks,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                now 
                                                they're 
                                                bound
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                drag 
                                                their 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Face 
                                                down 
                                                and 
                                                fast 
                                                asleep,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forgotten 
                                                how 
                                                they 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                    a 
                                                curtain 
                                                made 
                                                of 
                                                straw
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                twine 
                                                that 
                                                cut 
                                                the 
                                                frosted 
                                                air,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                exactly 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                saw--
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                what 
                                                simply 
                                                wasn't 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                name 
                                                for 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                kept 
                                                it 
                                                safe, 
                                                it 
                                                kept 
                                                too 
                                                long,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tripped 
                                                    a 
                                                vein 
                                                and 
                                                stepped 
                                                upon
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                worry 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                left 
                                                for 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                swallow 
                                                all 
                                                you 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                will 
                                                follow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                goes 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                made 
                                                their 
                                                rounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                went 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                hollow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                went 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Songs of Promise
2 Fortune
3 Lemon Tree
4 Old Form
5 Fresh Paint
6 Made of Straw
7 No Fable
8 Shelf Life
9 Te Koop / A vendre
10 Crow
11 Nocchio
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