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Part 1
I fell in love with a statue
On a day wet and green
I see you
I see you
Your limbs are bare and smooth and cold
Petals from the apple tree are falling all around
And I see you
I see you
My shoes scuff along the floor
A kid meanders past with a sticky hand
And a popsicle mouth
The line from your shoulder to your waist
Reminds me of summer
You don't see the artistry
But you are not the sculptor
You can't see
You can't see
Like I do
Like I do
Like I do
Part 2
There is something voyeuristic
In seeing all these precious things
That don't belong to me
That used to belong to somebody
That used to mean something simple
Like a spoon or a sleeve
And now we press our faces up against the glass partition
Foggy from our breath or from the past
Well, what's the difference?
Part 3
You didn't paint me to rest
Eyes open
Strangers pass through my room
And I hold them
With my gaze
No matter which way I look
They always stare back at me
I didn't know how to miss privacy
Except at night when the lights shut off
(the room becomes silent...)
My eyes stay wide open
Unblinking
Starting at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
Staring at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
Staring at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
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part 1
06:25
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I fell in love with a statue
On a day wet and green
I see you
I see you
Your limbs are bare and smooth and cold
Petals from the apple tree are falling all around
And I see you
I see you
My shoes scuff along the floor
A kid meanders past with a sticky hand
And a popsicle mouth
The line from your shoulder to your waist
Reminds me of summer
You don't see the artistry
But you are not the sculptor
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part 2
03:15
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There is something voyeuristic
In seeing all these precious things
That don't belong to me
That used to belong to somebody
That used to mean something simple
Like a spoon or a sleeve
And now we press our faces up against the glass partition
Foggy from our breath or from the past
Well, what's the difference?
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part 3
03:18
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You didn't paint me to rest
Eyes open
Strangers pass through my room
And I hold them
In my gaze
No matter which way I look
They always stare back at me
I didn't know how to miss privacy
Except at night when the lights shut off
(the room becomes silent...)
My eyes stay wide open
Unblinking
Starting at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
Staring at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
Staring at faces like mine
Also awake in the dark
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Riley Skinner Minneapolis, Minnesota
Riley Skinner is an avant-garde folk performer based in Minneapolis, MN. Her music draws on intriguing melodies, textured layers of sound and intimate lyrics to answer one core question, "why am I here?". Riley also creates work for her duo, Heddwen, and performs primarily in the Midwest. ... more
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