Over the Bow

Album cover art for "Over the Bow" by Jenny Owen Youngs

Jenny Owen Youngs - Pop

Over the Bow

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Five years from now I can't say that I'll be around Cause you are so sweet, but other things call to me They sing "Oh, forget where you come from And lose yourself over the bow And worms that crawl around in your skull Won't get the best of you now – oh no They won't get the best of you now" You've dreamed so long of a girl who would swallow your tongue Now deep, dark, and true, the silence she waits for you And sings "Oh, forget where you come from And lose yourself over the bow And worms that crawl around in your skull Won't get the best of you now – oh no They won't get the best of you now" Hand over hand my friend You're holding up everything On shoulders like splintered pine Narrow and fine Oh so narrow and fine Water like porcelain To mirror your see-through skin Bones that the waves lick clean It's nothing you've seen No it's nothing you've seen Hand over hand my son You're holding up everyone Can't be the thing you're for There has to be more

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Producers
  • Brad Gordon