Jester and the Queen
from Funeral Psalms by PM Buys
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A lover so fickle
You don’t show and you don’t tell
My hands they slip
I’ve got no grip
To pull water from this well
You know my intentions
I’ve made them quite clear
I get in your bed
You get in my head
I talk and you just stare
I doubt that you could love me
Keep me as your own
My heart is just a jester
As you sit upon your throne
You once said, “If you can’t see it,
Than its not true”
But buried out of sight
Hidden far from view
Is a heart that you can’t see
With the strongest of beats
And what beats inside my chest belongs to you
I fell for you
I wasted words and years
Noticing how nice you sing
But not how poor you hear
Take to me
I’ll end your hearts repose
Around your harms
I’ll wrap my arms
I’ll bury all your woes
I doubt that you could love me
Keep me as your own
My heart is just a jester
As you sit upon your throne
You once said, “If you can’t see it,
Than its not true”
But buried out of sight
Hidden far from view
Is a heart that you can’t see
With the strongest of beats
And what beats inside my chest belongs to you.
You don’t show and you don’t tell
My hands they slip
I’ve got no grip
To pull water from this well
You know my intentions
I’ve made them quite clear
I get in your bed
You get in my head
I talk and you just stare
I doubt that you could love me
Keep me as your own
My heart is just a jester
As you sit upon your throne
You once said, “If you can’t see it,
Than its not true”
But buried out of sight
Hidden far from view
Is a heart that you can’t see
With the strongest of beats
And what beats inside my chest belongs to you
I fell for you
I wasted words and years
Noticing how nice you sing
But not how poor you hear
Take to me
I’ll end your hearts repose
Around your harms
I’ll wrap my arms
I’ll bury all your woes
I doubt that you could love me
Keep me as your own
My heart is just a jester
As you sit upon your throne
You once said, “If you can’t see it,
Than its not true”
But buried out of sight
Hidden far from view
Is a heart that you can’t see
With the strongest of beats
And what beats inside my chest belongs to you.
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from Funeral Psalms,
released January 21, 2014
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PM Buys Chicago, Illinois
Chicago folksinger P.M. Buys stands as any building from his city’s skyline would, stretched high and slender. With a harmonica slung from his neck and a well-aged guitar in his hands, he appears to compartmentally fit his Midwest predecessors like Woody Guthrie and Bob Dylan. Those elements, twisted with thorough classical guitar training and intense lyricism, combine for a sound entire his own. ... more
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May 2015 -
Jan 2014
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