Rootlifter – Puppet Poetry tab

artist: rootlifter
title: puppet poetry
album: not yet established
music and lyrics by: sean carver
tuning: standard

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LYRICS: poetry, grows off trees, air is a soundless song, the ground communicates, with aching echoes, of what we did wrong... and theres a feeling, that lies beneathe our skin, and there are burning ceilings, just don't let the ashes in, and i couldn't ask for more, heaven is located behing a locked door, if only we could break it down, together we can break it down... centerfolds, of waterfalls, and kinky karma sex, and kingdoms, of gender and races, each one a reject... potraits of screaming whispers, and broken records, of our stability, ocean tides, and babies cries, come reach out with me, come stand around, all of us human clowns, today's a spectacle, our arms are raised, the lord is praised, we'll make a spectacle... reckless and relentless, we are puppets, make a home, to make us whole, with puppet poetry... by sean carver
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