Grant Hart Lyrics - Posies

I can't cry, I can't apply a word to sum it up 

Under stress I can't repress the moment it erupts 

Hear the sound of paper drums and shredded paper voice 

Got to turn up 'Keep Hanging On' as if I had a choice 

Prairie fires and pitchfork choirs inspire as they create 

Turn it up, it's too far down until we can relate 

Minnesota, New Day Rising first day on the store 

Take the couch at someone's house and wait around to score 

Nervous children making millions, you owe it all to them 

Power trios with big-ass deals, you opened for it then 

I can see, I can see, I can see it all with my one good eye 

For a start take two Grant Harts and call me when you die