Lyrics of Sprig

Fresh, fresh when sleeping meant
Every other night
Falling asleep for the fifth time
Early in the morning
Falling asleep for the fifth time
Early in the morning

Awake in terror
Words staring back at him
Never to be used
Their hands on hold

So quiet, they could hear
Each other's thinking, denying
Garner interest
Each other's thinking, denying
Garner interest

Making of life, a forged painting
Life's big magnet tug, tugging
Making of life, a forged painting
Life's big magnet tug, tugging

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