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Full of Holes

from Full of Holes (Single) by Paul Roub

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With fond frustration, I dream of you
Your hesitation, your haunted smile
No destination to see you through
Could you'd stay inside my sight line for a while

And I only want it all
I have nothing left but everything
If you knew right now to call
I would whisper every little thing
Half turn left and it's
Not quite right, I'm not
Feeling quite myself tonight
I'm full of holes,
Full of, full of holes

You're made of paper, a folded bird
Thin wings taper, you bend just so
I'm out of tape or, you might have heard (me)
Sing into the breeze and let you go


I'm not half surprised when the curtain comes to call
And I realize I was never there at all
Wound up on your feet
Bound for another street… than… mine
Watch you disappear in double time

Bruised and breathless, here and now
Suddenly senseless, I drink your name
Tossed so carelessly down I wonder how
It left so much more quickly than it came



from Full of Holes (Single), released June 30, 2012
Guitar, bass, vocals - Paul Roub. Drums - Mark Borrow.

Produced and engineered by Mark Borrow.

Copyright (c) 2012 by Paul Roub. Published by Acrophobe Music (ASCAP).




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