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So the fields are stubble, garden's done where the scary scarecrow stands
Sees her holding up horizons with her hands.
She's so tired of reading Daddy's lips, that essay on a frown.
Watch her memories of human voices drown.
Let horsey bray break between the thunder boom. Make grasses' swish meet the cricket ring.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
So the back lanes tie the city down, a mess of dirty string.
Winter dies the same way every spring.
As the sky tries on its uniform of turned-off TV grey
And the ways we watched her watch us walk away.
Let every rain clatter down at groaning streets. Make footsteps tick, talk to echoed walls.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
Let every wind howl and creak the creaking doors to rooms that too much has happened in.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
Sees her holding up horizons with her hands.
She's so tired of reading Daddy's lips, that essay on a frown.
Watch her memories of human voices drown.
Let horsey bray break between the thunder boom. Make grasses' swish meet the cricket ring.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
So the back lanes tie the city down, a mess of dirty string.
Winter dies the same way every spring.
As the sky tries on its uniform of turned-off TV grey
And the ways we watched her watch us walk away.
Let every rain clatter down at groaning streets. Make footsteps tick, talk to echoed walls.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
Let every wind howl and creak the creaking doors to rooms that too much has happened in.
Let every sound consecrate our whispering the words that Betta never heard.
Lyrics submitted by sockmonkey, edited by eunoia
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i went to their show and whirligig part of this song was by far the coolest
When I hear the lines about rain clattering down, winter, gray skies, and people walking away, I think of a winter funeral in a city graveyard. I don't know why I never made the connection with 'reading daddy's lips', but I always assumed that line and the 'rooms too much has happened in' line meant that she died after her dad beat her or something...crap, I'm so depressing D:
The explanation that she's deaf makes much more sense and is much less awful and sad, so I'll stick with that!