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  1. Buckets of Words

From the recording Boys & Eros

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Lyrics

Buckets of water, I can't catch my breath
Buckets of words and nothing’s been said
Buckets of water, I can't catch my breath
Buckets of words flooding my head

You lie in bed and tell the truth in the morning
I know you too well to fall for your bedtime stories
But Sunday morning comes sooner than expected
And you are not the person I remembered

I’d like to evaporate your words
And lock them in the clouds
I’d rather suffer in your overcast
Than have them come crashing down
In this case, I choose drought

This morning I shredded every letter you ever sent me
My head was as muddy as your words were empty
The machine sank its teeth into each of my mixed feelings
To see it eat the words you wouldn’t was healing

I’d like to evaporate your words
And lock them in the clouds
I’d rather suffer in your overcast
Than have them come crashing down
In this case, I choose drought

Water, water, everywhere and not a drop to drink
Words, words, everywhere and I can’t hear myself think

I’d like to evaporate your words
And lock them in the clouds
I’d rather suffer in your overcast
Than have them come crashing down
In this case, I choose drought

Buckets of water, I cannot catch my breath
Buckets of words and nothing’s been said
Buckets of water, I cannot catch my breath
Buckets of words flooding my head