Domestic Cafe

Save your prayers for me

Offer all new thoughts on love and disbelief

I could dance with you for days

Then run away

Run away

'Cause the cards you show could fall apart

And all that’s firm could all turn soft

I know you think that it’s your all

But when it’s all gone

You’ll still be beautiful

(All things grow old)

Now I’m that boy hiding in tall trees

Behind those quiet leaves

Still that boy standing three foot three

Reject me

'Cause the cards you show could fall apart

And all that’s firm could all turn soft

I know you think that it’s your all

But when it’s all gone

You’ll still be hiding

Corners of your soul

Away from all you see as vulnerable

You know it’s all control

But you never let go

And you’re still beautiful

All things grow old

But only some things grow up

'Cause the cards you show could fall apart

And all that’s firm could all turn soft

I know you think that it’s your all

But when it’s all gone

You’ll still be hiding

Corners of your soul

Away from all you see as vulnerable

You know it’s all control

But you never let go

And you’re still beautiful