J. Tillman - A Seat at the Table lyrics
[J. Tillman - A Seat at the Table lyrics]
I wanted to build a monument here
With my face in the dirt and
My hands in the air
But no one came, and no one cared
So I gathered my bricks and I disappeared
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh o-o-o-oooh
Now someone wait's beyond the rich
While you burn through your evenings
With traps to build when your day is done
When your minds at ease
I'll carve a name in your bedpost
To remind you of me oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
O-o-o-oooh
With my face in the dirt and
My hands in the air
But no one came, and no one cared
So I gathered my bricks and I disappeared
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh o-o-o-oooh
Now someone wait's beyond the rich
While you burn through your evenings
With traps to build when your day is done
When your minds at ease
I'll carve a name in your bedpost
To remind you of me oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
O-o-o-oooh
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