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Tattered Photographs

from Calamity Dance by Flowerstalks

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lyrics

It took six quick wretched years to stumble from the bar stool
And three long afternoons to shuffle back
I possess an old old thorn
I keep pulling it out and pushing it in all over again

I’ve heard many tunes, about this old haunt
And how I will grow to love it
I guess that part has come and I guess that part has passed
Cuz all that I have is a coffin made of glass

I’ve been thinking over ways to buy back the days honey
But I just can’t muster up the money

Sometimes I take these tattered photographs
And I hold them up and over the edge of the flames
My hands they quiver and my hands they shake
As they reach to retreat for another drink

Well cradle me cutie speak your reasons
Hum them lovely in black and pink
I have been fading in sickly dens
I am splintered laughter I am wasted

I’ve been thinking over ways to buy back the days honey
But I just can’t muster up the money

Sometimes I take these tattered photographs
And I hold them up and over the edge of the flames
My hands they quiver and my hands they shake
As they reach to retreat for another drink

It defies me beneath the light of neon kaleidoscopes
Another missed call volleyed from point to point oh what’s the point oh what the point
You say you wish you were another one with a simple life who never told a lie and you could keep control of some things and not be so weak tore up
Always sorry
Repent
Repeat

I’ve been thinking over ways to buy back the days honey
But I just can’t muster up the money


Sometimes I take these tattered photographs
And I hold them up and over the edge of the flames
My hands they quiver and my hands they shake
As they reach to retreat for another drink

We have all thought over ways to buy back the days
But not single one of us carry that kind of change

Sometimes we take our tattered photographs
And we hold them up, and over the edge of the flames
Our hands they quiver, and our hands they shake
Cuz we know the decisions that we’ve made
Yea we know the decisions that we’ve made

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from Calamity Dance, released September 28, 2012

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