Passing out zines
Mask below the nose
Who will take a chance on you?
Like a bird lost in an airport
Like some incidental truce
There's no one to hold your drink now
So you head back to your room
Why try to resist
Looking through an open window
Whether you question it
Or say it's fine
Hard to believe
I still live in this house
I learned to fix the drain last week
In the business of morning
In the fixing of the day,
Margaret is checking on her grapes
How high must I insist on being
Before there's silence
Whether I question it
Or decide it's fine
I must always wonder
What is truly mine
Most days I will see anything
But what is behind me
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Passing out zines
Mask below the nose
Who will take a chance on you?
Like a bird lost in an airport
Like some incidental truce
There's no one to hold your drink now
So you head back to your room
Why try to resist
Looking through an open window
Whether you question it
Or say it's fine
Hard to believe
I still live in this house
I learned to fix the drain last week
In the business of morning
In the fixing of the day,
Margaret is checking on her grapes
How high must I insist on being
Before there's silence
Whether I question it
Or decide it's fine
I must always wonder
What is truly mine
Most days I will see anything
But what is behind me
Mask below the nose
Who will take a chance on you?
Like a bird lost in an airport
Like some incidental truce
There's no one to hold your drink now
So you head back to your room
Why try to resist
Looking through an open window
Whether you question it
Or say it's fine
Hard to believe
I still live in this house
I learned to fix the drain last week
In the business of morning
In the fixing of the day,
Margaret is checking on her grapes
How high must I insist on being
Before there's silence
Whether I question it
Or decide it's fine
I must always wonder
What is truly mine
Most days I will see anything
But what is behind me
Writer: THAD KOPEC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music