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The Mother Hips - Room Four lyrics

Artist: The Mother Hips

album: When We Disappear


First time I stayed, a parade of acquaintances
Came to and fro like the breeze
Saying hello to myself and my ladyfriend
Friendly and free as you please
Not so much space but a good place for visiting
All of the people who came
Coats hanging off of the chairs they were sitting in
Steaming and wet from the cold and the rain
When next I did lodge there I dodged all companionship
Hiding my head in the prose
Of a famously rosy and rascally novelist
Mustaches hung from his nose
I guess that I wasn't just testing my solitude
My purpose was calming my mind
The only companion with which I would rendezvous
A dusty old volume the world left behind
I don't always want to partake in camaraderie
I don't always want to retreat
Sometimes the tongue has a taste for cacophony
Sometimes the silence is sweet
Here in Room Four is a door to duality
Inward and outward I see
Room for the vistas of quiet reflection and
Room for the people that let me be me
Room Four, I always want to come right back to you
Room Four, you always understand the things I do

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