Sage Francis Crumble Lyrics:
They'VE said it every year but this times it seems
like The end is near and i'm in line to see the
light How far does this black tunnel go I got a
car but the gas is running low And as long as i've
known the bumps and creeks of this house It's
starting to make the types of sounds that only
comes from people's mouths You cant tell me it's
still settling Built on an indian burial ground
killing everything The childhood scar on my chin
is back again That old jump over my own leg dance
move has to end I've seen better days in my night
terrors I was a bike messenger without a bike and
i would write letters Ask directions TO YOUR
whereabouts Before the slow walk the rest of the
show-offs were pealing out To many hares only one
TORTOISE Thats why I left this city, toO fast
paced for this HO-HUM TOURIST By the time i
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developed the pictures They're as blurry as my
memory of constant life fixtures If distance is a
girl's best friend Tell them bitches in the rough
who think that love comes with DIAMONDS Slave
labor, you made me work for what I couldnt have
Diamonds cut, BUT coal burns and nothing lasts
forever wonder why I bothered saving any of your
letters,they're just aged paper Crumble Slave
labour, you made me work for what I couldnt have
Diamonds cut, but coal burns and nothing lasts
Wonder why I saved your urn of ashes

I've got an insecurity box for your mail Tracing
the name on the return adress as if it was made of
braille Pretended it was your finger but careful
to not break a nail The one that sealed the coffin
shut. When it opened caused a paper trail But
since then I buried your dead sea scrolls And
emptied my head of these old trivial memories that
i seem to hold Now you're a foot note with cement
shoes In case you wonder what that sinking feeling
has been ever since I left you
Lyrics: Crumble, Sage Francis [end]