Andrea Bustin

Lyrics

Poulenc

A language that I heard of
Spoken in between
The very fullest cup and empty soul
Never could get clean
But I got by
I got by

With curious demeanor
And giant anger’s yell
I found the best of all that started out
Ended up in hell
But I got by
I got by

I moved on by the washer
Walked on past the well
And found the skin of what surrendered
Was more than I could sell
But I got by
I got by

And with deep circles under eyes
What was real wasn’t in disguise