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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.33]There are times that walk from you
[00:05.78]Like some passing afternoon
[00:12.03]Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
[00:21.77]And she chose a yard to burn
[00:26.95]But the ground remembers her
[00:33.15]Wooden spoons her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
[00:42.70]There are things that drift away
[00:47.91]Like our endless numbered days
[00:54.00]Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
[01:03.45]And she's chosen to believe
[01:08.59]In the hymns her mother sings
[01:14.67]Sunday pulls it's children from their piles of fallen leaves
[01:24.09]There are sailing ships that pass
[01:29.22]All our bodies in the grass
[01:35.23]Springtime calls her children 'til she let's them go at last
[01:44.67]And she's chosen where to be
[01:49.80]Though she's lost her wedding ring
[01:55.90]Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
[02:05.35]There are things we can't recall
[02:10.52]Blind as night that finds us all
[02:16.62]Winter tucks her children in her fragile China dolls
[02:25.96]But my hands remember hers
[02:31.18]Rolling 'round the shaded ferns
[02:37.06]Naked arms her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
[02:46.29]There are names across the sea
[02:51.47]Only now I do believe
[02:57.47]Sometimes with the windows closed she'll sit and think of me
[03:06.76]But she'll mend his tattered clothes
[03:11.86]And they'll kiss as if they know
[03:17.67]A baby sleeps in all our bones so scared to be alone