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Karine Polwart Scribbled In Chalk

Hey Daisy darling Don?t spread your arms so wide Why don?t you keep a little something inside? I know you think that hands are made for pulling us through

Holy Moses Asleep in his basket Encountered a question But he couldn?t ask it Nor could he answer In baby sighs and baby cries At least he heard no

I?m gonna sail right out on the Atlantic I?m gonna catch me a fish that?s bigger than gigantic I?m gonna cook up a fine fish tea It will be like some

The back of the winter is broken And light lingers long by the door And the seeds of the summer have spoken In gowans that bloom on the shore CHORUS

You?re a beautiful trace Across time and space You?re a thing that once shone And you still shine bright In the darkest night Though you?re already

Sometimes you just get caught where the smoke blows And you just have to breathe it in until it all goes Don?t you know it?ll all be gone when you?re