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That's Enough, Let's Get You Home.

Will Wood
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[00:12.92] My dream girl, those eyes, that nose

[00:19.28] My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone

[00:24.52] Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts

[00:29.96] Haunt my bedroom at night and say "Let's get you home"

[00:36.30] They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then you're nothing but a short-haired girl"

[00:41.51] But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand, see my reason and "Goodbye, cruel world"

[00:46.97] And oh my god, what's wrong with me?

[00:52.19] And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me

[00:59.28] That's right, Margaret!

[01:00.34] Dream girl, come and sweep me off my knees

[01:05.05] I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me

[01:24.48] Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold

[01:29.41] To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles

[01:34.39] You seemed fine just a few days ago

[01:40.00] But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home

[01:46.36] Well now you swear in your prayers, telling time, "Promise I'll never have fun again

[01:51.89] If you'd stop flying, " but then you start crying, "Never mind, you win!"

[01:57.15] And far too late came far too soon

[02:02.33] And the love you never made became the things you'd never do

[02:08.61] Oh, sweet Mary!

[02:09.99] Dream girl, come but keep your hands off me

[02:15.39] Go on back to bed, my love, I mean, that's where dreams are supposed to be

[02:30.87] So, come on, William, grow up, be a man

[02:31.97] 'Cause until then they're gonna treat you like you're just a little girl

[02:36.36] But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands

[02:38.51] And you'll see that it's me who cries mercy while your fingers curl and

[02:42.37] Oh, are you at all like me?

[02:46.96] Do you know what I mean?

[02:49.95] Or am I too close to see?

[02:54.36] Someone, anyone?

[02:56.80] Of the two things we do on our knees: watch me fold my hands just to crack my knuckles

[03:06.00] Well, here is the church, here is the steeple, open the doors, see all the people

[03:12.06] Alright, that's enough, let's get you home