Talk Around
EIGHT THOUSAND BIRDS
It was a small, small room
Damaged me like a car crash
Not a single bruise
Inside I was day-old ash
My feet were dirty
I’d been climbing trees
Watching dragonflies
Eating poison berries
Who’s that girl
Losing the world
This silence is a stone in my mouth
Guess I’ll have to learn to talk around
It was an ordinary day
Damaged me like demolition
No breaks
Inside itched like stitches
My hair was knotted
You said I looked like a nymph
I sang your songs to you
Your hand on my hip
Who’s that girl
Losing the world
This silence is a stone in my mouth
Guess I’ll have to learn to talk around
I used to think it was my fault
Always just too pretty
I used to think it was my failing
Ten years is a pity
My home was haunted
By the way your floors creaked
No more closed eyes
No more baby teeth
No more closed eyes
Who’s that girl
Losing the world
This silence is a stone in my mouth
Guess I’ll have to learn to talk around
This silence is a stone in my mouth
Guess I’ll have to learn to talk around it