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lyrics
Split lip this season’s cold
Branches break like blackened bones
Knuckles crack ‘round steering wheels
What I need most’s a bed
Fire warms and fire melts the
Pale blue lungs inside our chests
Icicles hanging from the roof
My cheeks are glowing red
But no matter how hard the winter kills and
Knocks and numbs and ices
I could never give up
The sight of those
Colored lights, those
Colored lights, that
Line the edges of the houses and
Fill my eyes like tiny prizes
Tiny prizes...
Wind chills, it knocks me down
I’m feeling like a winter doll
Bundled up in pattered cloth
But my stuffing’s coming out
Frost bites, it steals my breath
I’m feeling like a sleepy fish
Encased in a frozen pond
Just waiting for the thaw
But no matter how hard the winter kills and
Knocks and numbs and ices
I could never give up
The sight of those
Colored lights, those
Colored lights, that
Line the edges of the houses and
Fill my eyes like tiny prizes
Tiny prizes...
Brain freeze and cats curled on couches
These days are like one endless hour
A candlelit dream I’d like to hide
Then suddenly, it’s night
credits
from Tiny Prizes,
released December 6, 2011
Written and recorded by Chelsea Sue Allen