Firewood
(专辑： A New Kind Of House - 2011)
I
went out to the
neighborhood I
was looking for some firewood I
stole into a
strangers home And strange, still, became my own I
fell for mantle photographs Some distant vacation, some greener grass A
wife in white dress, myself in black O
little ghosts, ghosts, my future heart attacks At night I
press the
window-pane And set my lens across the
lane Reflected room, oh refracted flame That is my home, home, That is where I
came from It's time I
travel back to youth To tell the
life that's false from the
life that is true And if I
borrowed love for you I
will pay my debts, I
will start anew
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