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makeunder - what a lovely bandsaw! lyrics

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hold your breath a little longer
close the garage door and
wait as the sawdust
settles on the ground

the morning brings an estate sale
everything from wooden rafter to
concrete floor has to go
pay the liens on our mother’s home
so she can move out

whatever it takes to sell this house
get rid of it all – the books, the furniture, the cabinets
if that’s the price to pay
whatever it takes to sell this house
get rid of it all – the memories
the ghosts, the feeling of home

now breath until tomorrow
‘cause you’re gonna sell all these things
these things that you know
nothing about

a well-dressed old man smells the asters
your mother arranged. he asks her
about the lovely bandsaw
“yeah, your father was a good man
and i’m sorry he p-ssed … “

whatever it takes to sell this house
get rid of it all – the books
the furniture, the cabinets
if that’s the price to pay
whatever it takes to sell this house
get rid of it all – the memories
the ghosts, the feeling of home

thank you strangers for your sincere sympathy
watch as the pick through our family history
time present sways in the wind
your breath becomes ephemeral

your last breath will bring you close to the soil
your last breath reveals the smallness
your last breath before you fade
reveals that nothing remains
a last breath to pray in vain
for a flood to wash away
tears, debt, and all
we have to sell this house –
whatever it takes

- makeunder lyrics

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