[00:00:08] I've been on my headset, healing from the chest heads
[00:00:14] Prisons like a bruise, a prison on the clues
[00:00:21] Curled at the crisp head, could see the valley spread out
[00:00:26] I've been on the spruce, trying to turn me loose
[00:00:34] A needle move I've hardly found
[00:00:39] But when you're wearing my sweater, all it's dead
[00:00:46] And I need to learn how to be loved about it
[00:00:52] When I had you for a ripple, a foreign word
[00:00:59] You shook me like a big clay
[00:01:02] I tethered to your end, so hard to level me out
[00:01:12] But every labor, trust us a favor, know the world like the weather
[00:01:17] A calm lift to a day, a cup of tea might be good at last
[00:01:26] A needle move I've hardly found
[00:01:30] But when you're wearing my sweater, all it's dead
And I need to learn how to be loved about it