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You come back home for the summer
you spend your time alone
Your ma says 'you're not even trying,
to keep this house a home'

You look to me as if I'm older
which I am
I'll hold your hand and I will love you
but I won't clean that frying pan

Pack up your paints
dust behind the door
by and by I know you'll grow up
I know you'll get there Laura

Your friends love your disheveled charm
they think you're swell
your paint collection on your arms
your moss array on the windowsill

You know I love your many meals
butter, mushrooms, garlic, chives
but in your wake is sticky spiel
does it just not cross your mind

Pack up your paints
dust behind the door
by and by I know you'll grow up
I know you'll get there Laura

Pack up your paints
dust behind the door
by and by I know you'll scrub up
then we can live together Laura

Laura drawer snorer Laura
coffee cups on your floor

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from Home Recordings, released January 14, 2016

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