Allergies

Every stepping stone a broken leg
The rabbits don't ever come out to play
It was never even meant to be
And my eyes are just bleary from allergies

I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin'
I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darling, darlin'

I showed up I fell asleep in the grass
Amazing how quick these May clouds do pass
Hey look up there I think I see a sheep
And my eyes are just bleary from allergies

I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin'
I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin', darling

Found you clovers in the weeds
Each was marked with starry irises
The face I see every time I close my eyes
In paper clutched close to my chest
And I've got grass-prints on my knees
My eyes are just bleary from allergies

I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin'
I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darling, darlin'

Exhale my new cinnamon toothpaste
The things you smell but cannot taste
Foolish faith in thin red threads
That are so felt but never seen
There's nothing to see here
Please don't look at me
My eyes are just bleary from allergies

I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin'
I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin', darling

I'm tripping over my feet again
Got lost in a map of Kazakhstan
Geography always got to me
Increasing the ADD
Poor me
I'm an intellectual
In my affluent small city
Of artificial diversity
Yet segregated carefully
Can't stop that progress machine
When money is the real disease

I swear I'm tryin' to mince garlic, not words, darling
I swear I'm trying to mince garlic, not words, darlin', darling



Credits
Writer(s): Allison Bua-demus
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