Released on June 24, 2003

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You're so sensitive

You can feel a single hair curl while you're sleepin'

And each fraction of a millimeter fingernail's growth

You show half a heart when you play euchre

And I face the punching bag and do what I'm told

But you stoop so low

To write a word in white pastel on a skull-shaped gauge

You say, "I'm not myself without my Challenger commemorative button

On the chest of my brown down vest."

You say, "Coffee's turned my dark days into Woody Allen *long sigh* anxiety."

You say, "Hide in Denver. I remember Montreal. I swear I'll write soon."

Don't encourage the wind

The candles will retire

Don't encourage the wind

The candles will retire

The cumulative weight

Of all my chain letter curses

Something about this

Is clowns with knives

An ambulance siren

Searching for an injured person

That ain't no god

It's just a hedge on fire

That ain't no god

It's just a burning bush

You're so sensitive

You can feel a single hair curl while you're sleepin'

And each fraction of a millimeter fingernail's growth

Don't encourage the wind

The candles will retire

Don't encourage the wind

The candles will retire

The cumulative weight

Of all my chain letter curses

Something about this

Is clowns with knives

An ambulance siren

Searching for an injured person

That ain't no god that ain't no god that ain't no god...