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Im not immune so I commune

With the objects in my home

I am caressed by my razor

And so am not alone

I spoon an oversize pillow

Which I bought for just that use

And to the flowers in my garden

I am lover, not recluse



If you my dear were such a flower

You would stay and only grow

And I would tend to you and water baby

And straight up would you go

You would spread and maybe blossom

With each passing summers day

And not the suitors from a hundred hives

Could draw your love away



Then as autumn

Shut the light down in advance of winters bite

According to true lovers creed you would not die

But go to seed



For so it is with paper towels

And other things about my place

The old begets the new

And the things I need keep up to pace

But you, my dear, youre gone forever

You left no silly seed behind

Save a rotten pit it lingers

Cherry (tomb)stone in my mind



Youre not a paper towel

No

Youre like the wind go howling

Ooo



You fled as if the autumn greys

Were the heralds of final days

Uprooting with your seeds and all cruel harvest

Of loves first fall



Youre not a paper towel

No no

Youre like the wind go howling

Owoooooo

Cant wrap you around my dowel

No no

Youre like the wind go howling

Owoooooo



Bring her back for me little bo peep

I gotta find her I cant go to sleep ...

Im not immune so I commune

With the objects in my home

I am caressed by my razor

And so am not alone

I spoon an oversize pillow

Which I bought for just that use

And to the flowers in my garden

I am lover, not recluse



If you my dear were such a flower

You would stay and only grow

And I would tend to you and water baby

And straight up would you go

You would spread and maybe blossom

With each passing summers day

And not the suitors from a hundred hives

Could draw your love away



Then as autumn

Shut the light down in advance of winters bite

According to true lovers creed you would not die

But go to seed



For so it is with paper towels

And other things about my place

The old begets the new

And the things I need keep up to pace

But you, my dear, youre gone forever

You left no silly seed behind

Save a rotten pit it lingers

Cherry (tomb)stone in my mind



Youre not a paper towel

No

Youre like the wind go howling

Ooo



You fled as if the autumn greys

Were the heralds of final days

Uprooting with your seeds and all cruel harvest

Of loves first fall



Youre not a paper towel

No no

Youre like the wind go howling

Owoooooo

Cant wrap you around my dowel

No no

Youre like the wind go howling

Owoooooo



Bring her back for me little bo peep

I gotta find her I cant go to sleep ...

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