I can't forgive a dream
You own a question
It's a body
You can make me cry
You have a right
I can see you live
I can't forget you die
You own a question
It's a garden
You can
You can
Can where'd you go
Where'd you
Boxing writhing twist and burrow
Walking in the dark
A hunter
Runner
Walking
Picking up the sticks
I had a dream
I had a dream
Rub the peers away
They don't invade me
I just turned 35
A round bottomed beaker
I could glow
I could glow and swell
I could glow
Turn black
Turn back
Ride and forget
My ghost of seasons past
Asked this bedroom what to say
I said stay I have to sleep
Tangled in my families hair
Build a house of sticks and grow
The grass and build a mask
Pull the grapes
Turn black
Turn back
I can't say it till you grow a face
Walking in the dark
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I can't forgive a dream
You own a question
It's a body
You can make me cry
You have a right
I can see you live
I can't forget you die
You own a question
It's a garden
You can
You can
Can where'd you go
Where'd you
Boxing writhing twist and burrow
Walking in the dark
A hunter
Runner
Walking
Picking up the sticks
I had a dream
I had a dream
Rub the peers away
They don't invade me
I just turned 35
A round bottomed beaker
I could glow
I could glow and swell
I could glow
Turn black
Turn back
Ride and forget
My ghost of seasons past
Asked this bedroom what to say
I said stay I have to sleep
Tangled in my families hair
Build a house of sticks and grow
The grass and build a mask
Pull the grapes
Turn black
Turn back
I can't say it till you grow a face
Walking in the dark
You own a question
It's a body
You can make me cry
You have a right
I can see you live
I can't forget you die
You own a question
It's a garden
You can
You can
Can where'd you go
Where'd you
Boxing writhing twist and burrow
Walking in the dark
A hunter
Runner
Walking
Picking up the sticks
I had a dream
I had a dream
Rub the peers away
They don't invade me
I just turned 35
A round bottomed beaker
I could glow
I could glow and swell
I could glow
Turn black
Turn back
Ride and forget
My ghost of seasons past
Asked this bedroom what to say
I said stay I have to sleep
Tangled in my families hair
Build a house of sticks and grow
The grass and build a mask
Pull the grapes
Turn black
Turn back
I can't say it till you grow a face
Walking in the dark
Writer: Kristin Hersh
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Copyright: Lyrics © HEYDAY MEDIA GROUP LLC