Folding Chair — Regina Spektor

Come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow you can't see my eyes And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

Let's get a silver bullet trailer And have a baby boy I'll safety pin his clothes all cool And you'll graffiti all his ties I got a perfect body But sometimes I forget I got a perfect body Cause my eyelashes catch my sweat

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Now I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears But every time the tide comes in to take me home I get scared and I'm just sitting here alone Dreaming of the dove and song

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Maybe one day you will understand That one lesson from you But sweetly hold my hand Til that day just please don't be so down Don't make frowns You silly clown

Just, come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow you can't see my eyes And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

There's a shadow you can't see my eyes There's a shadow you can't see my eyes Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-eyes Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-eyes