March 19th, 2008
a perfect preservative
Found this:
I pretty li’l ditty about jelly, pirates, and (of course) true love. still getting my bearings as far as recording in my new apartment. two guits and a glockenspiel for the win? words:
he sun sank heavy in the west. we shuffled off our sunday best
and spread our smiles on from ear to ear
then every hour became, to me, a gem of worth and rarity
to covet close so long as you are near
yeah right here
i want to be a perfect preservative
fill me up with sugar and salt
i’ll hold everything I love while winter passes by
harmless and without revealing fault
so as not to let one ounce of sweetness be forgot
one day when I have time enough, i’m getting off at every stop
in every little town that boards a train
I’ll make friends with the local kids. they’ll show me where the treasure’s hid:
those sacred spots that no one yet has named
still unclaimed
i want […]
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