Song for My Parents

I’m glad I met you, That’s hard to say / I’m glad I met you, That’s hard to say

Candy sticks, mason stalls / They both spend a lotta time on the border walls / Candy sticks, mason stalls / They both spend a lotta time on the border walls

I’m glad I met you . . .

Lacy deep, paper thin / We all spend a lotta time where the light creeps in / Lacy deep, paper thin / We all spend a lotta time where the light creeps in

I’m glad I met you . . .

Nursing bones, pregnant skin / We’ve all scooched up to the place where the hurt comes in / Nursing bones, pregnant skin / It’s what we have right now to give each other

Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Nonlinguistic Outro]

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