Songs for a Saturday Night

by Kate Van Horn

Genre: Pop

Lyrics

songs for a saturday night

branch of me cut off my arm
to spite the job of my hand
then you see the line better
that it’s a pencil line

and do you want none of me
that you can’t have
so starts up the cunning that running
you’ll find your own way back to me

a touch of breeze sound the alarm
I can’t quiet this mob of demands
so I’m a tree much tethered
to a pencil mine

and do you want none of me
that you can’t have
so starts up the cunning that running
you’ll find your own way back to me

even when time tips us over
even when time tips us over
running you’ll find your own way back to me

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