"Pocket Knife" as written by and Sindri Mar/bjarnason Sigfusson....
Oh brother woke up and rose.

Fell fast down - in the snow.
So hard being a boy.
Cursed by (?)

Oh when i saw your piano,
drew me a picture of it but i could never let go.

So hard being a boy.
-(its abit like/spend life?)- search and destroy (?)

Set fire to the leaves
press the knife into my arm so deep.
The more it bleeds the more it bleeds
the better friends we'll be.
set fire to the trees
press the knife into my arm.

when i saw you on your way home
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oh brother i need you now
more than ever at my sisters house

oh brother your face doesnt look the same
in my arms i'll carve out your name.

So hard being a boy(?)
Cursed by (?)


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    General CommentOh when i saw your piano,

    (sounds to me like "oh mother" )



    So hard being a boy.
    its abit like search and destroy (?)

    (it's a bit like, not a spent life)


    when i saw you on your way home,
    with broken down (??)
    (??) pockets filled with stones.

    Cyberghoston April 10, 2010   Link

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