plans from spare parts by my sister grenadine

steal some spoons from your long-term memory
i can make things rust or shine
point a direction with your delicate fingers
i can make things go that way

none of your plans sit upstairs waiting
none of the money you earn makes them right
from my grey-eyed window i am still observing
how from your face the sorrows rise

so you try to phone all your late-night numbers
you try to stitch my mind with your lullabies
keep your carpets clean and bleach the rainbows
i thought i saw you with a payback smile


and do we all just keep on looking at
and are we all just being looked at
and do we all just keep on wishing that
we are all just wishing well

and do we all just keep on looking at
and are we all just being looked at
and do we all just keep on wishing that
we are all just wishing well

that we are all just wishing well
that we are all just wishing well
that we are all just wishing well
well we are all just wishing

• Pop
• acoustic
• chamber pop
• experimental
• free folk
• singer-songwriter
• Berlin