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Lady Lamb

Little Flaws

 

Little Flaws

(album: Even In The Tremor - 2019)


When we left the diner and walked into the night
I saw by the 24-hour neon light
The freckles on your arm they were a body of stars in the sky

I kept it to myself, I was overwhelmed
But in the morning light when I watched your sleeping body breathing
I came to comprehend

I will begin as a pace that builds into a base so
For a short span in the pulsing world of a woman
That when fully realized
A sleek sobbing sculpture will bloom
Little flaws that mimic the stars
And the belief that ours could exist
Some light years away
Some light years apart
Is enough to make me feel faint
That this world brought me to you now
And didn't wait

'Cause it's all that I wanna do
To love you, to witness together how buzzing we are
How candied, how calcified, how mesmerized and how small
To share in the cosmic joke, to fall to a thousand floors and laugh
To soar, to take out and soar through the strange things we do

Baby, you've got little flaws like me
You try to be hard but I know you're a softy
I thought you were tough up until you stopped me
From plucking that tiny white flower from the earth
Honey, I've got little flaws just like you
I'm stubborn and fresh and hot-headed, too, and I
Missed six pitches in the batting cage
I threw my bat in a fit of rage
But it's all that I want to do
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

In the dark where we project Varda films on the wall
The red light where we kiss beneath the golden arch
In the city square where we looked through the scope
At Jupiter's glow and temple off Park
Where we tuck our jeans into our socks and
Move through the pastel pink fields of wheat
Move through the pastel pink fields of wheat
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm

'Cause it's all that I want to do
To love you, to witness together how clumsy we are
How candied, how calcified, how mesmerized and how small
To share in the cosmic joke, to fall to a thousand floors and laugh
To soar, to take out and soar through the strange things we do

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