Tall (Album Version) - Poi Dog Pondering

作词：Poi Dog Pondering

作曲：Poi Dog Pondering

Standing tall as a woman

But acting tough as can be

Curling your lip

Directing your poetry at me

When I know it was written

For another time and place

It doesn't touch me

You're so bitter

The past so close behind

You're so curling and churning

How could your angel give in

When there's nothing

To blame but your price

And I guess you need an excuse

To fall

If you're gonna pretend to fly

At all

You can curl up

Cradled in your past

But it isn't as warm there is it

Will nothing ever last

You're painting your pictures

With shards of your pain

You'd prick your fingers

For blood to paint

You sing your strife

Like a sonnet I believe

And I guess you need an excuse

To fall

If you're gonna pretend to fly

At all

You sing your strife like a sonnet

But you buy your hat with a sweat stained

Brim already on it

Chaos and fate your enemies

At least that's the way

You've sold them to be

Oh you can put yourself on a cross

But not for me

And I guess you need an excuse

To fall

If you're gonna pretend to fly

At all

And I guess you need an excuse

To fall

If you're gonna pretend to fly

At all