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Friday, August 15, 2008

Braille by Regina Spektor

Current mood: tired

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She was lying on the floor and
Counting stretch marks
She hadn't been a virgin
And he hadn't been a god
So she named the baby Elvis
To make up for the royalty he lacked, and

From then on it was turpentine and patches
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can, and
They were just two jerks
Playing with matches
'Cause that's all they knew how to
Playyyayy-hay-hayyy
Hey

And it was raining cats and dogs
Outside of her window, and
She knew they were destined to become sacred roadkill on the way
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
Thinking about puddles, ah
Puddles and mistakes

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can, and
They were just two jerks
Playing with matches
'Cause that's all they knew how to
Plaaaaaa-aay
Haa-haa-haa-hay
Ah-da-da-da-da
Nuh-nuh-ah, nuh-ah
Oh, and they knew how to plaaaa-aay
Mmm-mm-mmm-mmmm-mm-mm-mm
Hey
Heyyy

Elvis never could
Carry a tune, and
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin
Saying, well, why don't I begin again
With turpentine and patches
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
After all, I'm still a jerk
Playing with matches
It's just that he's not around to
Play along, yeah
I'm still an asshole
Playing with candles
Blowing out wishes
Blowing out dreams
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
Wha, What's written in braille
Upon my
Skin

Haaa-ahhh-ahh-ha
Ah-da-da-da-da
Nuuh-aw
Aw
Awwww
Aww, this
Skin
Mmmm-mmm-mmmm-mmm-oooh-ooooh-ooh-ooh-oooh
Hooo, ohhhh
Hoh

She was lying on the floor and
Counting stretch
She was lying on the floor and
Counting stretch
She was lying on the floor
La-la-lying
La-la-la-la-laaa-la-la-la-la, la-lying, and
Counting
Stretch
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