Brackish Water
Little Big League
New England fall in the family classic car
We went on a holiday drive
Parked at the beach picking shells and stones to bring
Things to line on your selves
And what we saw isn’t far behind me
But water flows fresh to brackish then to salt into seas
New York parades, first Cold Spring, then Macy's Day
Giving road head on the turnpike
And I called it off when I saw what I’d become
I was holes and shape
And what we saw isn’t far behind me
But water flows fresh to brackish then to salt into seas
Well I watched them fold her up in deli paper
I called you out
On the threshold of a human heart
You watched me fall apart
I know better, and you know
But all I see still is your mouth
Packed with hooks to cut and rip me out
Just one more time
I know better and you know
But all I see still is your mouth, your mouth, your mouth
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