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Song Information:

This is the original demo recorded when I wrote it, with the only edits being hopefully subtle corrections to two off-key notes, and a slight move of the last chorus to cover up a rhythmic flounder. Despite technical (and performance) shortcomings, original demos can remain the benchmark for catching that spark that is the heart of a song. Hopefully the "produced" version will keep that feeling.

Song Lyrics:

1

When we were buds upon the branch,
our eyes were full of each other's eyes,
our fingers overflowed each other's fingers,
our tangled grass, our jumbled string.

Chorus:

Now it's hard to find the sun,
It's hard to see each other's eyes,
but sometimes through the falling numbers,
I see your eyes and love your eyes,
your beautiful hands, your beautiful eyes,
your fingers, your hands, your beautiful eyes.

2

When someday sun turns branches gnarled, hard
our eyes will fall down parallel lines,
hands will raise, trunks and vines.
Our feel will fall in seasoned times,

Chorus

Bridge:

but now we're in this frantic season
when reason disappears for 100 million reasons,
when eyes are full of numbers and weeds
and seeds and 100 million other needs,
when hands are calloused, dirty, burnt
from pots and stained from finger paints,
when lips brush the other's cheek
and rush away to speak into the working week.

Chorus