Paper-Hanger
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โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
๐ ID: 2475946
๐ Lyrics
Not one motion of her gesture could I forget
The prettiest bag lady I ever met
Pushing her cart in the rain
Then gathering plastic and glass
She watched the day pass
Not hour by hour
But pain by pain
If I was a basket filled with holes
Then she was the sand I tried to hold
And ran out behind me
As I swung with some invisible hands
I stopped believing, you start to move
She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
And you can pour us out and we won't mind
I was dead, then alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass
My life is no longer mine
If you're still looking for a blanket
Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric
But if you need a tailor
Then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs
And mumble your pitiful prayers
And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
Until all comfort and fear flows in one river
Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole
And it makes you shiver
I stopped believing, you start to move
She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
And you can pour us out and we won't mind
I was dead, then alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass
My life is no longer mine
Our lives are not our own
Even the wind lays still
All I felt was fire and cold
And movement, movement
If they ask you for a sign of the Father
Tell them it's movement, movement and repose
The prettiest bag lady I ever met
Pushing her cart in the rain
Then gathering plastic and glass
She watched the day pass
Not hour by hour
But pain by pain
If I was a basket filled with holes
Then she was the sand I tried to hold
And ran out behind me
As I swung with some invisible hands
I stopped believing, you start to move
She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
And you can pour us out and we won't mind
I was dead, then alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass
My life is no longer mine
If you're still looking for a blanket
Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric
But if you need a tailor
Then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs
And mumble your pitiful prayers
And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
Until all comfort and fear flows in one river
Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole
And it makes you shiver
I stopped believing, you start to move
She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
And you can pour us out and we won't mind
I was dead, then alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass
My life is no longer mine
Our lives are not our own
Even the wind lays still
All I felt was fire and cold
And movement, movement
If they ask you for a sign of the Father
Tell them it's movement, movement and repose
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.02] Not one motion of her gesture could I forget
[00:23.58] The prettiest bag lady I ever met
[00:28.97] Pushing her cart in the rain
[00:29.84] Then gathering plastic and glass
[00:33.56] She watched the day pass
[00:36.25] Not hour by hour
[00:39.84] But pain by pain
[00:41.70] If I was a basket filled with holes
[00:44.46] Then she was the sand I tried to hold
[00:48.01] And ran out behind me
[00:49.87] As I swung with some invisible hands
[01:07.93] I stopped believing, you start to move
[01:11.58] She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
[01:15.11] I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
[01:19.74] And you can pour us out and we won't mind
[01:22.52] I was dead, then alive
[01:25.21] She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
[01:29.76] You can pour us out, we won't mind
[01:32.46] A scratch around the mouth of the glass
[01:35.15] My life is no longer mine
[01:55.91] If you're still looking for a blanket
[01:58.67] Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric
[02:02.32] But if you need a tailor
[02:05.99] Then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs
[02:09.53] And mumble your pitiful prayers
[02:11.72] And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
[02:18.17] Until all comfort and fear flows in one river
[02:21.79] Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole
[02:27.10] And it makes you shiver
[02:44.31] I stopped believing, you start to move
[02:47.92] She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
[02:52.42] I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
[02:57.00] And you can pour us out and we won't mind
[02:59.79] I was dead, then alive
[03:02.46] She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
[03:06.06] You can pour us out, we won't mind
[03:08.84] A scratch around the mouth of the glass
[03:11.51] My life is no longer mine
[03:12.17] Our lives are not our own
[03:13.91] Even the wind lays still
[03:15.72] All I felt was fire and cold
[03:18.44] And movement, movement
[03:21.14] If they ask you for a sign of the Father
[03:23.81] Tell them it's movement, movement and repose
[04:09.95]
[00:23.58] The prettiest bag lady I ever met
[00:28.97] Pushing her cart in the rain
[00:29.84] Then gathering plastic and glass
[00:33.56] She watched the day pass
[00:36.25] Not hour by hour
[00:39.84] But pain by pain
[00:41.70] If I was a basket filled with holes
[00:44.46] Then she was the sand I tried to hold
[00:48.01] And ran out behind me
[00:49.87] As I swung with some invisible hands
[01:07.93] I stopped believing, you start to move
[01:11.58] She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
[01:15.11] I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
[01:19.74] And you can pour us out and we won't mind
[01:22.52] I was dead, then alive
[01:25.21] She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
[01:29.76] You can pour us out, we won't mind
[01:32.46] A scratch around the mouth of the glass
[01:35.15] My life is no longer mine
[01:55.91] If you're still looking for a blanket
[01:58.67] Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric
[02:02.32] But if you need a tailor
[02:05.99] Then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs
[02:09.53] And mumble your pitiful prayers
[02:11.72] And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
[02:18.17] Until all comfort and fear flows in one river
[02:21.79] Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole
[02:27.10] And it makes you shiver
[02:44.31] I stopped believing, you start to move
[02:47.92] She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine
[02:52.42] I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
[02:57.00] And you can pour us out and we won't mind
[02:59.79] I was dead, then alive
[03:02.46] She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
[03:06.06] You can pour us out, we won't mind
[03:08.84] A scratch around the mouth of the glass
[03:11.51] My life is no longer mine
[03:12.17] Our lives are not our own
[03:13.91] Even the wind lays still
[03:15.72] All I felt was fire and cold
[03:18.44] And movement, movement
[03:21.14] If they ask you for a sign of the Father
[03:23.81] Tell them it's movement, movement and repose
[04:09.95]