Caterpillar legs
You'll wait all your life to rearrange
Sleep until the grass begins to grow

Bottle up
Before the dark will hunt you down
Capture luck
Until the string around you binds
They'll chew you up
Before they spit you out

But don't give up on it yet, boy
They were wrong about the world
They were wrong

You'll hang from trees
High above the orchids and disease
Anchored like a boat upon the bay
Quiet down, because that mouth
Won't help you now

Capture luck
Until the string around you binds
They'll chew you up
Before they spit you out

But don't give up on it yet, boy
They were wrong about the world

(We all spin madly on)
I'm covered in ashes
You'll let me burn again
I'm buried in the attic
(Of your membrane coated head)

Wake up
Leave home
Bellow at angels
Spill blood
Drink up
Laugh down
And steal
Bury
Our oddly
Find out who you want to be
We wish we were young
No, I'm not the only one

But don't give up on it yet, boy
They were wrong about the world
They were wrong


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Paper Limbs song meanings
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