In a Pigsty
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โฑ๏ธ 3:31 duration
๐ ID: 12162984
๐ Lyrics
I played the harp
In a pigsty,
Thinking if I played for long enough they might
Turn away
From their feed
So that I could steal a handful of their beans.
Sleeping on
A pile of hayseed,
I will sink until I'm underneath the floor;
And like Job
Said to his Lord:
"You will look for me but I will be no more."
I have knocked
With friendly face
On the door that keeps the world in its place;
When no one came,
I realized
That I was knocking on the front door of my house.
So this is my
Quiet ascension;
I'm not one for tearing schisms in the sky:
A little meat,
A little bread,
And my parents holding candles by my bed.
In a pigsty,
Thinking if I played for long enough they might
Turn away
From their feed
So that I could steal a handful of their beans.
Sleeping on
A pile of hayseed,
I will sink until I'm underneath the floor;
And like Job
Said to his Lord:
"You will look for me but I will be no more."
I have knocked
With friendly face
On the door that keeps the world in its place;
When no one came,
I realized
That I was knocking on the front door of my house.
So this is my
Quiet ascension;
I'm not one for tearing schisms in the sky:
A little meat,
A little bread,
And my parents holding candles by my bed.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.53] I played the harp
[00:09.46] In a pigsty,
[00:11.76] Thinking if I played for long enough they might
[00:17.09] Turn away
[00:19.42] From their feed
[00:22.48] So that I could steal a handful of their beans.
[00:35.38] Sleeping on
[00:37.86] A pile of hayseed,
[00:40.33] I will sink until I'm underneath the floor;
[00:45.43] And like Job
[00:48.14] Said to his Lord:
[00:50.67] "You will look for me but I will be no more."
[01:45.85] I have knocked
[01:48.19] With friendly face
[01:50.88] On the door that keeps the world in its place;
[01:55.83] When no one came,
[01:58.76] I realized
[02:00.80] That I was knocking on the front door of my house.
[02:26.57] So this is my
[02:28.88] Quiet ascension;
[02:31.31] I'm not one for tearing schisms in the sky:
[02:36.57] A little meat,
[02:39.30] A little bread,
[02:42.05] And my parents holding candles by my bed.
[02:48.24]
[00:09.46] In a pigsty,
[00:11.76] Thinking if I played for long enough they might
[00:17.09] Turn away
[00:19.42] From their feed
[00:22.48] So that I could steal a handful of their beans.
[00:35.38] Sleeping on
[00:37.86] A pile of hayseed,
[00:40.33] I will sink until I'm underneath the floor;
[00:45.43] And like Job
[00:48.14] Said to his Lord:
[00:50.67] "You will look for me but I will be no more."
[01:45.85] I have knocked
[01:48.19] With friendly face
[01:50.88] On the door that keeps the world in its place;
[01:55.83] When no one came,
[01:58.76] I realized
[02:00.80] That I was knocking on the front door of my house.
[02:26.57] So this is my
[02:28.88] Quiet ascension;
[02:31.31] I'm not one for tearing schisms in the sky:
[02:36.57] A little meat,
[02:39.30] A little bread,
[02:42.05] And my parents holding candles by my bed.
[02:48.24]