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letra de syrup in a sieve - mirabai kukathas

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[vocalizing]

my words are made of sugar
but my tongue is made of lead
all clumsy and peculiar
are the honeyed words i’ve said

my words melt in the morning
cause in the morning it rains
the water strips away the sugar
til just peculiar remains

my mama said do unto others
as you’d have them do for you
but i’ve been told i’m kind of needy
so there’s a lot for me to do

and i could pretend
there’s a glamorous
application
for kindness (for kindness)

and i could pretend
that you get what
you give (what you give)
and i could pretend
that i’ll be
recognized (recognized)

and i’m not just pouring syrup through a sieve

it rains every morning
and almost every night
and yet i never see it coming
and i never get it right

my mama said do unto others
as you’d have them do for you
sometimes it feels like all the others
don’t give as much as i do

and i could pretend
there’s a pragmatic
application
for kindness (for kindness)

and i could pretend
that you get what
you give (what you give)

and i could pretend
that i’ll be
rewarded (rewarded)
and i’m not just pouring syrup through a sieve

does it do anything the syrup that i pour?
always seems to disappear but i give more and more
one time i made you smile
that’s worth more than can be said
birthday cards get thrown away
that doesn’t mean they don’t get read

and at least there is
a practical
application
for kindness (for kindness)

and i don’t need
to get
what i give (what i give)

sometimes i think
it’d be nice to get
rewarded (rewarded)

but i like pouring syrup in a sieve

- mirabai kukathas

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