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lyrics

well isn't this just one ordinary world?
so much for solitude and disarray
i'm leaning on a shelter built from stray driftwood
you're lining tin cans up and take your aim
then one by one they fall
church bells sound as your shots ring out
then nothing's said at all

then a cloud wanders by the path of the setting sun
and its light shines down as if in rays
reflecting off the barrel of your hot, smoking gun
like some coded SOS in the amber haze
then a breeze blows by your face
throws your hair back, makes me feel
a little out of place

but i can see your watch it reads 'time for war'
your battles know no shame
i know you're stalking me to my front door
i hear your steps and i feel your breath and i know your pain

and jo you know i love the way you sometimes play
like some five year old in your own made up game
and i never meant to be the one to stop and say
"there's no tea in these cups" well i just drank
but you've sent invites to all my friends
i guess it's time we all ask what's real
and what's pretend?

cuz i can see your watch it reads 'time for war'
with your glass eye and your cane
i know you're stalking me to my front door
i hear your steps and i feel your breath and i know your pain

and i remember how you tried to teach me life's not fair
and we'd go on and on over who was right
in return i had to prove there are things you can't repair
and that not everything is worth such a fight
so if we've got some fence to mend
well you got time, i got sense - you work it out, yeah work it out
maybe tell me how it ends?

cuz i can see your watch is it time for war?
well don't expect some sweet reply
tell me exactly what it is that you're waiting for?
some kind of sign? like 'please be mine'? scrolled across the sky?

is there something in the night tapping on my window?
is there an icy grip crawling up my spine?
are these walls stretching out is the clock movin way too slow?
have i lost all sense of space and time?
rehearsing words i should never say
there may be hearts i'd sure like to steal
just not that way

cuz i'm not the one i'm just a shadow of
this love that no longer remains
just pack it up and say "what's done is done"
as the clouds roll in - can you stop the wind? or the driving rain?

credits

from A Map and a Pocket Knife, released June 2, 2015
Daniel Slama - vocals, guitar, handclaps
Chris Slama - backup vocals
Viking - bass

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