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sara renberg - black rock lyrics

[verse 1]
a ship in a jar, a jar in a box, a box buried low
the bodies of trees are queued in a lake with nowhere to go
a bee flies up to his queen and says, “hey, i’ve been thinking.”
peter, you are my rock. peter, i’m sinking

[verse 2]
a limb in the square, no lines going in, no liberty cap
the trunks of women are slowly exposed, harvested for sap
a rowdy south sider feels overwhelmed by a gentle canuck
peter, you are my anchor. peter, i’m stuck

[verse 3]
a bird on an arm, an arm on a chair, a chair in the road
the birch longs to see northeast sicily. the girl longs to grow
the designated hitter takes the plate and prepares to bunt
peter, you are my harness. peter, i wanna run

[outro]
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock
black rock, black rock, black rock
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock
black rock, black rock, black rock, black
black rock, black rock, black rock, black
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock
black rock, black rock, black rock, black (rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black (rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock, black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock, black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock, black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock, black)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock, black, black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock)
black rock, black rock, black rock, black rock (black rock)

- sara renberg lyrics

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