Your favorite watered down thoughts (jthroughn) wrote,
Your favorite watered down thoughts
jthroughn

The Long Winters for the Day

Sun through the curtains, I gave you a sign
The birds all were quiet, you were so quiet
Some hear a call, some are the messengers
I thumb through the pictures and know them all

They said, “Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

“Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”


I have too many stories, keeping it serious
Some are collectors, keeping it straight
It was a hospital, I was delirious
I clung to the stretcher, I drew them a heart

They said, “Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

“Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

her skin is cinnamon

her skin is cinnamon


Two gondolas to carry us
Grand Via was hilarious
St. Paul was there to marry us
But we lied, “We’re already married!”
‘Cause, here’s proof: we have suntans
And I spoke up with my new hands
Listen to my car
What’s it telling us?
Start…please start…please start

“Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

“Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”


Is it Spring where you are?
I waited all Winter, chasing the lamp cords back to the wall
It’s a plausible scenario:
I clung to the stretcher, I drew them a heart

They said, “Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

“Do you remember when you saw her last?”
I said, “Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.”

her skin is cinnamon

her skin is cinnamon
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