Lyric discussion by adm 

Cover art for Avenue of Trees lyrics by Parenthetical Girls

teenage (timbre [pronounced "tam-ber," meaning the characteristic of a certain sound through which the object or person responsible for the sound can be determined]) of your tongue

face and (frame), precious and plain

sweet, sweet (weakness)

and (renders) seem so indiscreet [it's weird, it makes more sense the way you had it but i hear a clear r and d]

would i (falter) hapless in your (no idea) among those fresh and fair faced (theives) that stand to seize your sun-bleached symmetries and piece by piece these brief eventualities would (ween?) of me and (feats flow?) far from me

don't you wish that little coda at the end would go on for about... like... 3 more minutes? honestly. most beautiful 10 seconds i've heard in ages.