Emily Haines - Sprig lyrics

Fresh, fresh when sleeping meant every other night

Falling asleep for the fifth time early in the morning

Falling asleep for the fifth time early in the morning

Awake in terror, words staring back at him, never to be used

Their hands on hold

So quiet, they could hear each other's thinking, denying

Garner interest, each other's thinking, denying

Garner interest

Making of life, a forged painting

Life's big magnet tug-tugging

Making of life, a forged painting

Life's big magnet tug-tugging

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And listeners like you

And listeners like you

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