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There's a blue skinned man, wears black like a watch wears time.
He lives behind my mirror in the room that looks like man.
His sad sandy voice pours like syrup from a tin.
I've seen him every day, yet can't recall his moving in.

He lifts my wallet, buys me drinks at every bar.
I'm never running dry and I'm always one too far.
He kicks my heels as I stagger through the dark,
He'll wake me in the morning with it ain't too soon to start.

In my pocket I once kept a wooden cross,
when I reach to find it now, well all I find is rocks.
There's new shoes on the table top and I know who's to blame.
Yes, Blue Skin is thirsty and he knows I'll play the game.

Blue skin man wears black like a watch wears time,
lives behind my mirror in the room that looks like mine.
His sad sandy voice pours like syrup from a tin,
I've seen him every day yet can't recall his moving in.

He won't leave me be till we two are intertwined.
But, this is my body and the same goes for my mind.

Oh yes, this is my body and the same goes for my mind.

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from Small Songs from Big Hands - EP, released November 13, 2014

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