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Chickenshits

from Curtains by Paris Street

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Half-asleep upon your floor
Huddled up against the heater's warmth
You were sick and felt at last
That the sickness had finally passed

And I held you in my embrace
Brushed the hair off from your face
And the highlights tinted there
I'm playing with your tawny hair

Circumstances not quite clear
Not sure yet how we got here
The feelings that we thought were gone
Come out in our new gypsy songs

And I held you in my embrace
Brushed the hair off from your face
And the highlights tinted there
I'm playing with your tawny hair

We talked of all the friends we missed
Of long-lost loves and the chickenshits
The ones too scared to say a word
Afraid to act and never heard

And I held you in my embrace
Brushed the hair off from your face
And the highlights tinted there
I'm playing with your tawny hair

Darling I will stay with you
As long as you want me to
I'll keep you from the creeping cold
I'll hold your hand and I won't let go

And I held you in my embrace
Brushed the hair off from your face
And the highlights tinted there
I'm playing with your tawny hair

Aspirin for my aching head
You were ready to go to bed
The hangovers will pass in time
But my love for you will never die

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from Curtains, released March 5, 2013
Written by Carl Polgar.
Performed by Carl Polgar with an acoustic guitar and a keyboard for the percussion.
Recorded in either 2002 or 2003 at a duplex in the Seminole Heights neighborhood of Tampa, Florida.

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