Wilco
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She's a jar, with a heavy lid, my pop quiz kid.
A sleepy kisser, a pretty war, with feelings hid, she begs me not to miss her.
She says forever 'til I diffuse.
We could use a handful of wheel, and a day off, and a bruised road.
However, you might feel tonight is real.
When I forget how to talk, I sing Won't you please bring that flash to shine
And turn my eyes red unless they close When you click and then my face gets sick
Stuck like a question unposed Just climb aboard
The tracks of the trains are in my fragile family tree
And watch me floating inches above the people under me
Please beware the quiet front yard I warned you before there were water skies
I warned you not to drive Dry your eyes, you poor devil
Are there really ones like these, the ones I dream afloat like leaves and freeze to spread
skeleton wings I passed through before I knew you?
I believe it's just because Daddy's payday's not enough.
Oh I believe it's all because Daddy's payday's not enough.
climb aboard the tracks of the trains are in my fragile family tree and watch me floating
inches above the people under me she's a jar with a heavy lid my pop quiz kid a sleepy kisser a
pretty war with feelings hid you know she begs me not to hit her