maddy's song from crazy arms by pigeon pit

strawberry flowers, she shows her every morning
after hours tumbling through the green and white and soon to be red
her jaw was made wrong, her mother’s hands are more than strong
a little pressure here and there and now it’s back where it belongs
under the shadow, reaching beyond the mountain
rainier than one that hid the pain of doing what must be done
her flowers thrown in, her mother’s work had just begun
her pirouette, her stutter step up to the setting sun and
there she goes, she’s just putting little secrets in the ground
as her heart is cradled in the silence of the sound
as if love could ever be contained within a word
and you know there’s nothing wrong with playing in the dirt:
make a hole where nothing could possibly grow

down in the valley, where we had lost the plot of earth
a river ran its own collapse to share a hold on what its worth
a heart was made wrong, the neighbor sings an evil song
but gentle hands will cut his hair and keep her safe where she belongs
beneath the shadows, rooted inside her children now
it’s not enough just to be strong, she’ll help you figure out
how your heart can hold the hatred, how not to let the evil out
how pressure turns it to a pearl that breeds the shadow of a doubt
yeah, i know that the plan was “take the pills and calm it down”
but the silence opened up, i went searching for the sound
of your laughter, thats the sound she makes when she gets hurt
a pearl of rice and salt can reach a heart beyond the words
in a hole where nothing can possibly grow

hold me close if for only a moment
it’ll be over before you know it
back and forth, the repetitive motion
meet me there at the end of the ocean
yeah, life’s too long

• Punk
• diy
• folk pop
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