Amanda Palmer

Amanda Palmer - Slide lyrics

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What is past... 

What is past... 

what is past... 



Monachial dreams and a puddle of light 

And a red little girl's at the top of a slide 

And an an orange old man at the bottom 

Wants to take her for a ride 



As she slips and she tumbles the orange man mumbles 

Pennies fall out of the sky 

She could say that her dream's the american one 

But she'd know it was a lie 



She's a third the down and her skirts are yanked up 

And her little girl cheeks start to wrinkle 

But her smile is white and her legs are spread wider 

Her hair growing long 

And her hips 

Getting larger 

Past 

Getting brighter 

Light 

Growing weaker 



She is halfway down now but the man is impatient 

He tugs at his watchchain 

Today he'll be late 

But she's coming 

She's coming 

She's coming 



Who taught the fingers 

The fingers of the little girl 

Who taught the fingers 

Of the little girl on the swingset 



As she starts to draw nearer the view becomes clearer 

The splinters are painful but she doesn't feel it 

The pennies were loaded and as they exploded 

She starts to spin out of control 



Her eyes are now closing 

Her sleeves are unrolling 

Up past her head 

And her veins are all showing 

Not that she noticed 

Her senses are focuses on 

One old man who's laughing 

Who's laughing 

Who's laughing 



Don't worry, I've got you 

Don't worry, I've got you 

Don't worry, I've got you 

Don't worry, I've got you 



The orangeman got you 



What is past... 

What is past... 

What is past...
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Language: English

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