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The Gossamer Under Grandma's Window Pane (From the Tower Sessions) Lyrics
Respect is a definite word.
Our grandparents always tried to push it,
yet stole from the poor.
I tried to establish why mine hated him so much,
the man who wore night.
I never truly understood as a child.
All I could do was stare at the hanging gossamer near grandma's window,
And think of why the hatred was shining so bright.
Respect always seemed so lost,
in the endless forest of darkness.
Never to be found,
inside grandma and grandpa's cottage.
Our grandparents always tried to push it,
yet stole from the poor.
I tried to establish why mine hated him so much,
the man who wore night.
I never truly understood as a child.
All I could do was stare at the hanging gossamer near grandma's window,
And think of why the hatred was shining so bright.
Respect always seemed so lost,
in the endless forest of darkness.
Never to be found,
inside grandma and grandpa's cottage.
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