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Tigers Jaw: Guardian

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Published on Mar 22, 2017

Studio footage compilation for "Guardian" from the upcoming album 'spin' available now on Black Cement Records. Get the album at: www.tigersjaw.com

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LYRICS
Down a spiral stairway,
like a blackout memory.
You prop up your work
like a figure of straw.
Keeping your ghosts from the garden,
but is it red ripe or deadened skin?
Spiraling further in.

Burn a candle to my skin,
turn the handle, let me in.
I cannot be your guardian anymore.
Burn a candle to my skin,
turn the handle, let me in.
I cannot be your medicine anymore.

I am a moment in time
when your eyes start to wander
and your head starts to spin
from the simplest task.
Deciding what you will wear.
Finding faults in a straight line.
I have to remember to stop
wringing out the same cloth.

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    • Guardian
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  • Album

    • spin
  • Licensed to YouTube by

    • WMG (on behalf of Atlantic Records); ASCAP, and 4 Music Rights Societies

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