Broken Chairs Lyrics

Broken chairs, your body conforms to Out beyond the quiet garden You can bring the man form into trust Through the holes in my everydayness lends sustenance
Well, where starvation's necessary 'Cause my brain's a dictionary Of long spring days and the speech of crows Who themselves are mirrors of apprehensions in the fallen sun
Well, where starvation's necessary 'Cause my head's a dictionary Of long spring days and the speech of crows Who themselves are mirrors of apprehensions in the fallen sun Who themselves are mirrors of apprehensions in the fallen sun
Well alright, you can make it stay
Well alright, well alright Well alright, you can make it stay
Well alright, alright, alright Well alright, alright, alright