Folding Chair Lyrics - Far - Regina Spektor

Come and open up your folding chair next to me 

My feet are buried in the sand 

And there's a breeze 

There's a shadow 

You can't see my eyes 

And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies 

Let's get a silver bullet trailer 

And have a baby boy 

I'll safety pin these clothes all cool 

And you'll 

Graffiti up his toys 

I've got a perfect body 

But sometimes I forget 

I've got a perfect body 

'Cause my eyelashes catch my sweat 

Yes, they do 

They dooo 

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Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo 

Ooo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo 

Ooo 

Now, I've been sitting on this abandoned beach 

For years 

Waiting for the salty water 

To cover up my ears 

But every time the tide 

Come in to take me home 

I get scared 

Now I'm sitting here alone 

Dreaming of the dolphin song 

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Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo 

Ooo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo 

Oo-oo-oo, oo 

Ooo 

Maybe one day you'll understand 

I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand 

Till that day, just 

Please don't be so down 

Don't make frowns 

You silly clown 

Just come and open up your folding chair next to me 

My feet are buried in the sand 

And there's a breeze 

There's a shadow 

You can't see my eyes 

And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies 

There's a shadow 

You can't see my eyes 

There's a shadow 

You can't see my eyes