Story Behind the Song
the beauty of sour notes.
growth and passage.
they are all fine, even when it hurts...
you are indestructible.
Lyrics
(fine)
i tell it's alright that it's dead on the street, that you can't turn it over and try from another side, well it's alright on the ground where it lays, and it's alright that it will start to smell in a few days... and it's all right that that's all.
and it's alright that it's gone. that it's gone
sometimes you cry that it's over, sometimes you wish it were gone, sometimes it makes eyes protrude.
and it's perfectly fine that the glue didn't stick, that you're trying to pull out your big disposable applicator that's attached with the tip, has accessories and a handle, but the batteries must be dead, the little light isn't flashing and it's alright that that's all that will come of it and it's alright that it broke beyond repair, that the paramedics came with their sheet, closed it's eyes, and they took it away where you can't see it no more, and maybe it's ashes and maybe it's under the floorboards but it's all right that that's all, and it's alright that it's gone... that it's gone
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