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Polly Paulusma - Tired Old Eyes lyrics

Artist: Polly Paulusma

album: The Pivot on Which the World Turns


Little curly head, sleepy head, curled in your bed
With your head slipping off of your pillow
Changing face, what you will, grown-up-face
Peeps out of childhood's slow-closing window
I could watch you sleep for hours, for hours
If my tired old eyes would let me

When I was your size, when the fires of surprise
Burned a mile high so everyone saw them
I was given a message in a bottle of gold
That said love is the answer to boredom
I could watch you sleep for hours, for hours
If my tired old eyes would let me

For years I've been basting my fears
In the juices of blame and recrimination
All the hours that I lost simply counting the cost
Of relentlessly smashing, rebuilding
But I could watch you sleep for hours, for hours
If my tired old eyes would let me

So I'm down at the bottom, past glories forgotten
The posters have crumpled and faded
Here's another blank page I can harness my rage to
And no one will know that I made it
But I could watch you sleep for hours, for hours
If my tired old eyes would let me

You are at the beginning, the days flow before you
You're the head and the source of the river
As you slip and you run, my sweet beautiful one
Take this bottle of gold to deliver
I could watch you sleep for hours, for hours
If my tired old eyes would let me

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