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The net worth of everything
That I have just bought
Three oranges, jobs paper and some wine
And I saw four little lamb hearts
Pickled in a jar
I decide to settle for this bleating heart of mine
I'll think about you at the checkout all the time

Then I meet with friends
I call them friends they all hold hands
Two by two, huddled in a row
So I scrape up a fifth chair
To four sets of deathly stares
Later they'll play Twister I'll play solitaire
His left hand should be on green
I know that it's elsewhere

But I have really let myself go, I have
I have really let myself go
My hair is as long as the dandelion stalks grow

I break into detached houses
Walk around them aimlessly
I just like to stare at the family photographs
And in one I saw a couple in a cherry blossom tree
That photograph had quite the profound affect on me
At 3.31am in some random conservatory

And do you remember
That punch drunk bumble bee?
Fizzing in our bedroom curtains
I took a glass and a beer mat
Captured it then set it free
But a month on you were gone
That bee's still haunting me
A little black and yellow striped kamikaze

But I have really let myself go
I have really let myself go
My hair is as long as the dandelion stalks grow
In the back yard where we once sat
On deckchairs in the April snow

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released February 18, 2017

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