Crowing

Toad The Wet Sprocket

Been waiting

To find

You could've been happier

Given the time

If he'd make up his mind

You'd give yourself to anybody

Who would cross that line



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And it was never question

He was crowing for repair

You'd give him love and affection

But you couldn't keep him there



Get over regrets

While you were sleeping with the angels

He was under the bed

And the more skin

That you shed

The more that the air in your throat will linger

When you call him your friend



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Staring at a cold little hand

Reading fault lines

Of a shell of a man

You were waiting for a word from above

Wouldn't you know it

No answer ever did come



And it was never question

You were crowing for repair

You'd give him love and affection

But you couldn't keep him there