Chorus Grant - All Elbows

Thought we'd see everything
And that the birds in your hair would get a different ring to them
They're nesting on blankets of your skin
And they tighten every morning like a knot
So the world doesn't change
Mine is waiting in the wing

With the front page of the calendar of things
I wish you wouldn't have to bring

Thought we'd see everything

They're nesting on blankets of your skin
From here to Michigan

Sorrowʼs on your chest it breathes in four four time
With every thought you think you got about something else
I'm a one-line-drawing by the man in the park up in River dale

An eight-millimeter film
With nothing else on the bill
In a loop I wish you wouldn't watch
I guess you don't know what you got

Until you've seen everything

ʻTill the birds in your hair get a different ring to them
They're nesting on blankets of her skin
From here to Michigan

Written by:
Kristian Finne, Thomas Husmer,

Publisher:
Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS

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