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Silver Dots
There are holes in the elbows Of your winter jacket Holes in the collar And holes in the pocket Can’t keep anything there Just hold out hope For some summer air And the summer stitches Which it brings To fix the holes In your winter skin You can look at the stars all you like darling They’re still silver dots in the sky And you can ask me again Why they’re not made of diamonds But I’m sorry, I still don’t know why I don’t know why There are holes in your jeans And there are holes in your excuses And I can see right through To your sun shaped your bruises There are holes in your make-up And I can see that you care But you just hold out for some summer air And the summer stitches Which it brings To fix the holes In your winter skin You can look at the stars all you like darling They’re still silver dots in the sky And you can ask me again Why they’re not made of diamonds But I’m sorry, I still don’t know why I don’t know why
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