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ludlow (band) - talking to my saint lyrics

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[verse 1: schoeck]
carve some pattern
on my left side
symbol don’t matter
couldn’t decide

[verse 2: schoeck]
i’m not asking
for a free pass
i just stare at the window
i can’t see through
the glare and the dirt on the glass

[verse 3: schoeck]
heart slipped off my shirtsleeve
end my own parade
a child who runs from pole to pole
a man who needs a break

[verse 4: schoeck]
a babbler on grace street
talking to my saint
puzzle pieces piled on the patio
i don’t know what they make

[verse 5: schoeck]
tatterdemalion
sinking and bare
mind that’ll fail ya
driving impaired
[bridge: schoeck]
down from the rafters
the cobwebs hang low
morning after, i wake
the blankets, i make
a place for the spiders to go

[verse 6: ludlow, schoeck]
avert ye eyes from danger
all these dead birds on the ground
a cardinal finds his son’s red body
in community lost and found

[verse 7: ludlow, schoeck]
cuddled in a mare’s nest
talking to my saint
dressed up in my favorite suit
pretending i am who i ain’t

[outro: ludlow, schoeck]
i can see a bird on the branches
i can see a bird on the branches
i can see a bird on the branches
i can see a bird on the branches
bird on the branches
bird on the branches
bird on the

- ludlow band lyrics

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