Christine Fellows - Blueprints lyrics

Concrete buckles, cobwebs bloom. While angles hold their breath. In backyards, buckers overturned, Under picnic-grey skies. Determined to remain. To brave this load-bearing embrace. With bottle caps and paint shards To confetti my escape. Will you teach me how to whistle With a mouthful of nails. I can hammer, I can yell. I know this ain't no paradise But it might mean home to me. And I'll give it up when I have fiven everything. Will you teach me how to whistle With a mouthful of nails. I can hammer, I can yell. Will you teach me how to whistle With a mouthful of nails. Will you still love you if i fail.