Emily Haines - Sprig lyrics

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Fresh when sleeping meant every other night

Falling asleep for the fifth time

Early in the morning

Awake in terror, words staring back at him, never to be used

Their hands on hold

So quiet, they could hear eachother's thinking, denying

Garner interest, eachother's thinking, denying

Making of life, a forged painting

Life's big magnet tug, tugging

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