Naomi Yoon - The Wooden Man Lyrics

The wooden man
Creases in his face
A hardened tongue with no taste
No prayers left to say
Only traces of god
Caught in crannies that ought
To be dusted out
'Cause they're no use to him now
You'll tap his torso you'll hear an echoing sound
You can speak into his ear and hear your voice come out
The other end
He's been condemned
Suspended
With no intention
Of intervention
To escape his
Limbo state
The wooden man
Creases in his face
A hardened tongue with no taste
No prayers left to say
His lips tightly pursed
His soul had escaped years ago
No use to be open, no use to be hopin'
That he'd ever show
His emotion, he's frozen in his expressionless spot
Don't you pity someone who's so, so stuck?
Come on
Come on
Come on
Ought to give that man a scrub
Ought to varnish his eyes
Carve him a minty smile
And pour some oil in his joints
Maybe then he'll come back to life
Maybe then he'll come back to life
A new man made of flesh
He'll give a warm embrace
His hardened shell has been undressed
You'll see the heart in its place
Maybe it's been there all along
Maybe it's been there all along
After years of cleaning his grime
You'll feel your bones growing stiff
Creaking in your spine
You might start to wish
You spent more time living an upright life
In spite of all of his plight
Before you know it
You're the wooden wife
Can't you see, you're the reason why
He lacks desire
He lacks the fire
And he requires
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