Emptiness breeds in the ribs of a horse!
Making its feelings felt staying the course
Placing its bets and extending its feelings
Tickling the places where we'll never fly
After dinner I went down to the water
In the person of a fish I found an adequate lover
In the sad gentle morning I lift my golden awning
Finding gentlemen awaiting I say what's up
They took me out
They took me out in the woods and
showed me what it means to be lonely
I was a bounder throughout
All the girls I admired went pow when I touched 'em
The single most important thing to handle was me
and my sudden emotions
Then one day there came a knock on the door
Emptiness breeds in the ribs of a horse
Making its feelings felt staying the course
Placing its bets and extending its feelings
Tickling the places where we'll never fly
I was the one in the child sized sandals
Sighing in awe at the art of the sigh
I was the one in the child sized sandals
Sighing in awe at my lover's goodbye
credits
from Smear Kites,
released April 22, 2016
Eben Hoffer - guitar, backing vocals, production
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