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hands - cropscropscrops lyrics

if we’re talking the first step
just a mere formality
that little dance we do
i’m talking the method for circling the county
like the crows did
it’s an open field where that scarecrow is
it’s a mirror doubling as somewhere to put those film reels in
i feed the mustang with my palm flat
a bit more grass has it moving spectacular
behind the barn a buick roadmaster on a few cinder blocks
if i had the choice we’d measure everything by hands
but like everything else, i do not
that little dance we do
chasing how a word gathers descriptions
some guy i just met points to his palm when he says where he’s living
we got something for all this
i feed it a little gas and it finally starts kicking

i feed it a little gas and it finally starts kicking

they said, “build it so it stays standing when you’re not in it”
now my raft floating off in the distance
everything you own will go missing
laying down in the middle of the pitch
covered in cheetos trying to feed a few pigeons
i got nothing against giving up
hands tied behind my back
the future you’s renting a cottage out the finger lakes
for a few hours to relax
all my stories begin lying in the grass
they all end at the same point with the driftwood coming back
under my four fingers is the map
all at once you awake
a field recording of a conversation you once had
while your childhood friend painted stars on your face

- cropscropscrops lyrics

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