thinking and talking crayon   crushed in a mortar   tinder eyes   when will we move on   when will we move on   watching the dishes grow   if this is all I get   then nothing is what I owe      tinsel eyes   tender flies   who will lead you through   the autumn years   who will lead you through   the wall of tears   tinsel eyes   tender flies   who will lead you through   the autumn years   who will lead you through   the wall of tears      this one hurts   look in the mirror   if this is all I've got   then nothing is what I own      everyday cooking and cleaning   for people with no gratitude whatsoever   kinda gets to you in the long run