A Clown and His Pipe

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Hands Like Houses - Rock, Australia

A Clown and His Pipe

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[Intro] There's better ways for us to waste our days Than returning stares that we borrowed for too long For too long, swallowed up by an empty page [Verse 1] What starvation feeds you Devourer of the words of a thousand authors and poets alike? Wells have emptied to wet your thirst So I'll shake down to the last A drop of fluency just to carve ink into these precious words To dedicate a thought in desperation [Chorus] We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue And drawn beneath our blunt remarks Fashioned from all of our meaningless change What would it take To pry these ragged teeth, to tear these jaws apart? What would it prove To wrench them from my heels, to shed them from my heart? [Verse 2] Swallowing swords, sharpened by turning cheeks between blows I feel this is better left a performers art It's a narrow throat that keeps a razor's edge from the heart I'd rather not speak in tongues, but I'll make every breath I'll make every breath a piper, charming flames Singing and dancing, oh, out from their smoldering bed [Chorus] We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue And drawn beneath our blunt remarks Fashioned from all of our meaningless change What would it take To pry these ragged teeth, to tear these jaws apart? What would it prove To wrench them from my heels, to shed them from my heart? [Bridge] (Swallow the pen, devour the sword) Swallow the pen, now I devour the sword Inhale the proverbs whole Spinning on static, gouged before the peak Oh, in this chaos of frequencies it's so hard to speak Now it's so hard to speak This noise is nameless, it's stumbling like a beggar Desperate for some kind of change [Chorus] We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue And drawn beneath our blunt remarks Fashioned from all of our meaningless change What would it take To pry these ragged teeth, to tear these jaws apart? What would it prove To wrench them from my heels, to shed them from my heart?

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  • Trenton Woodley