My Needle Lyrics – The orbweavers
Singer: The orbweavers
Title: My Needle
A matchbox
Full of needles
For a gramophone player
Is sitting right here – on my bedside table
Some are rusted, some gleam
In memory of your music machine
In memory of the dancing halls
In memory of the handsome boys
Oh where could that player be?
You’ll find the needles here with me
A shoebox
Full of letters
Is in my dresser drawer
Sometimes I spread them all out onto the floor
And then I fall into stillness and furrow my brow
In memory of a drive out of town
In memory of a road that lead south
In memory of the voice
I don’t have now
Oh where could that player be?
You’ll find the needles here with me
As they press another needle into your arm
And keep you alive with madness and charms
Still you hear the music here in this bed
Where we used to sleep and the briars still creep overhead
Oh where could that player be?
You’ll find the needles here with me
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