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i could be the one to save your life someday
if i pass away this methodic loss and my mouth's decay
and if you see through me in a kind soul way
but just for now
and i mean right now
make it coffee, a smoke, and the brush of your leg
and hold me up till i've got something worth your thought to do or say
and it might take days or weeks or years before i can speak or even hear
but it looks like you've got time
and time is all i need to work it in
so take me back to just before the end
then further back
we'll start again
for all i know you could be my twin

and that's something we should al get to know in this world
falling banjos and the palest winterfingered girl

or maybe i'm a lunatic on speed and gin and pervert kicks

but it might be true and it mught be right
looking out of the window down at a newer set of life and lights
and i imagine past and future tense and what you'll mean to me then
or even what you might have meant
philadelphia, quakertown
no time to sleep
we're coming down
then new hope on to lambertville
i'm glad for friends with time to kill
so drive me back to just before the end
then further back
we'll start again
for all i know she could've been my twin

and that's something we should all get to know in this world
falling banjos and the palest winterfingered girl
i could be the one to save your life someday    if i pass away this methodic loss and my mouth's decay    and if you see through me in a kind soul way    but just for now    and i mean right now    make it coffee, a smoke, and the brush of your leg    and hold me up till i've got something worth your thought to do or say    and it might take days or weeks or years before i can speak or even hear    but it looks like you've got time    and time is all i need to work it in    so take me back to just before the end    then further back    we'll start again    for all i know you could be my twin       and that's something we should al get to know in this world    falling banjos and the palest winterfingered girl       or maybe i'm a lunatic on speed and gin and pervert kicks       but it might be true and it mught be right    looking out of the window down at a newer set of life and lights    and i imagine past and future tense and what you'll mean to me then    or even what you might have meant    philadelphia, quakertown    no time to sleep    we're coming down    then new hope on to lambertville    i'm glad for friends with time to kill    so drive me back to just before the end    then further back    we'll start again    for all i know she could've been my twin       and that's something we should all get to know in this world    falling banjos and the palest winterfingered girl