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Frail Thing

Listen: Version 2, Version 1


Version 2:

Whatever dust might fall over the things that you’ve borrowed Whatever hearts you fill with madness or sorrow

Whatever corners you search when the rooms around you swing You might find what you lost, but it just might cost you everything

Because your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring

Whatever lines you sell to the world waiting below Whatever time you kill for moving too slow

Whatever noise you make while the ears around you ring You might think that it’s wrong but that’s not the song they want you to sing

Because your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring

You roll it out then and try to roll it back under the rug But we all know what it was that you were thinking

Now your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring


Version 1:

Don’t you bet on a safe return

For that car that’s driving into that storm

It’s a frail thing


A train platform in the early light

You really should have gotten some sleep last night

You’re a frail thing


Your boat is tied to the rocks

With nothing but string

Your boat is tied up

With nothing but string

And I don’t know how you think you can stand up

In that wind that can lift up a man like a spring

When you’re such a frail thing


I don’t know why we stand these lies

I guess we’re too happy to say goodbye

And we’re frail things


Our boat is tied to the rocks

With nothing but string

Your boat is tied up

With nothing but string

And I don’t know how you think you can stand up

In that wind that can lift up a man like a spring

When you’re such a frail thing


From Benjamin Adair Murphy presents: "12 Bars of Blues", released June 16, 2018 Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364). Published by Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127) Allison Langerak – vocals Benjamin Adair Murphy – guitar Francesco Conte – lead guitar


Roy Gurel - guitar, vocals

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