Lyrics

We count beads like vampires Nights spent huddled side by side Shifting twos and fives on homemade abici Pale faced and bleary eyed Watch for patterns in the strands Sort each according to its kind Record the numbers on yellow paper Make lists and sublists in our minds Count each hair on my body If you miss one start again I will take my turn and number yours And count each freckle on your skin Count things up on your fingers When you run out use your toes Count up all the things that frighten you The lists me make will keep us close Don't stop until the work is done Our numerology is delicate Don't stop until the work is done Our taxonomy is intricate We count beads like vampires Nights spent huddled side by side Shifting twos and fives on homemade abici Pale faced and bleary eyed
Writer(s): Seth Biskind Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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