A Down And Dusky Blonde Lyrics - God Help The Girl

I fried my head, I'm not a brunette 

I'm a down and dusky blonde 

I am living in a tree 

When I lie in bed I see 

Beyond my brother's head the moon, I hear the rain 

I am conscious of my voice as a tool 

It's more demure 

Than your friend the singing queen 

With her matinee good looks 

She talks like talking from a book 

I speak the language of my village, of my street 

But I need a friend and I choose you 

I tell you the way I feel 

The truth is crushing like a heel 

I will forget the kiss and feel if you will too 

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It's a drag that you're getting old 

I love to think about the year 

When we sobbed and then we cheered 

The town deserted like a film 

Your torso crushing me 

Into the country and the tunnels and the fields 

I read a book a day, like an apple 

But I did not eat 

And so the doctor came to me 

She said "a woman does not live 

By the printed word 

Forgive yourself" and eat 

Autumn sped along outside 

Trick photography on speed 

I was locked inside a room 

They made a deal, they would control 

The simple things like bodies 

But I kept my soul 

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When I needed someone I chose you 

Because the fledgling soul awakes 

And on the balcony she quakes 

And she is waiting for the sign 

And when the brother does not come 

And when the sister's much to young, she chooses you