Mulberry Lyrics - Little Cub

Choking a smile, your harlequin head 

Curtained like mine in the Nineties 

Trellising down all the skinny brown curls 

Can trust the lies now skirting your body 

Awkward obsessions, regrets and desires 

You've stored them all for this unfriendly winter 

Welcoming arms, now spring has returned 

You brace your limbs wide and cajole me kindly 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things 

Deep grooves that could hide all manner of things