| My first little picture show, | |
| I remember well. | |
| Cowboys and country songs | |
| Came when I was twelve. | |
| (But) maybe I was half that age | |
| In a sandbox listening to a record play | |
| Times are windows | |
| For passing by | |
| It happened just this morning | |
| I was standing in the stairs. | |
| Paper butterflies | |
| Were hanging in the air. | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we’ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren’t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. | |
| My mama said that we were cursed | |
| And so she cried. | |
| The spirit world can’t be reversed | |
| So we all must die | |
| I totally shook it off, | |
| It’s in the mind’s eye that you become | |
| strong | |
| I tried to help her understand, | |
| But in the end she would not take a | |
| helping hand | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we’ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I don’t believe you have to tell me | |
| Anything you don’t want to say | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren’t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. |
| My first little picture show, | |
| I remember well. | |
| Cowboys and country songs | |
| Came when I was twelve. | |
| But maybe I was half that age | |
| In a sandbox listening to a record play | |
| Times are windows | |
| For passing by | |
| It happened just this morning | |
| I was standing in the stairs. | |
| Paper butterflies | |
| Were hanging in the air. | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we' ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren' t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. | |
| My mama said that we were cursed | |
| And so she cried. | |
| The spirit world can' t be reversed | |
| So we all must die | |
| I totally shook it off, | |
| It' s in the mind' s eye that you become | |
| strong | |
| I tried to help her understand, | |
| But in the end she would not take a | |
| helping hand | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we' ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I don' t believe you have to tell me | |
| Anything you don' t want to say | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren' t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. |
| My first little picture show, | |
| I remember well. | |
| Cowboys and country songs | |
| Came when I was twelve. | |
| But maybe I was half that age | |
| In a sandbox listening to a record play | |
| Times are windows | |
| For passing by | |
| It happened just this morning | |
| I was standing in the stairs. | |
| Paper butterflies | |
| Were hanging in the air. | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we' ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren' t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. | |
| My mama said that we were cursed | |
| And so she cried. | |
| The spirit world can' t be reversed | |
| So we all must die | |
| I totally shook it off, | |
| It' s in the mind' s eye that you become | |
| strong | |
| I tried to help her understand, | |
| But in the end she would not take a | |
| helping hand | |
| You never sing happy songs | |
| And yet you smile all the time that we' ve | |
| known | |
| It seems like something happened back | |
| then. | |
| I can see it in the lines in your skin | |
| I don' t believe you have to tell me | |
| Anything you don' t want to say | |
| I believe that all the happy endings aren' t | |
| found | |
| But with patience are made. |
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