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Crumb - Conversion Scale Lyrics


all this distance really hurts

conversion scale just does not work

metric tons, two minus one

bottle caps in a pocket change tray

weight is constant and heavy

bottle caps in a pocket change tray



centimeters, inches, feet

they just can't compete

with all the while and all the miles

two three three two Fulton street

and its the haps you have a plane to catch

the weight is pulling deep inside you

the wait is anything but easy

Perhaps the story always ends with me

and its the haps you have a plane to catch and you

bottle caps in a pocket change tray



I think I get it, I think I understand

the way we bend it didn't make sense

it never did

well it's wrong for you my dear



See her in a magazine

How's everything on her scene?

Read her in the interview

It wasn't half bad she said it's

late now i'm in bed and tired

and I'm quite drunk enough to explain for awhile of

why i never wrote or called or

why i never did anything at all

i know you're in my bed alone and

try and block out the drone of

passtime it's just a month we had

and she was right it wasn't that bad

Somehow it just might make sense

I think I get it, I think I understand



still i wonder if i wander then what's next
 

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