Karate

Down the street Ill park the car You go ahead Meet me inside Theres no reason for us to both go through with it On the way Ill call about this guitar Dont want to sell, but Im in the red Plus I just dont know what to do with it Had I been more awake this morning I would have seen the coming warnings: The calendar, the pens, Sunday on the phone again Today wed stand alone with pines Instaed of with produce, in endless lines How does preparation for the week require the entire weekend? Shop for gloves among evergreens Long woolen skins in unsubtle themes And entire season on a credit card Observing loves, rare freindships seen manifest their greatest deeds With facing feet from numbered dressing stalls The next time you say to me "This weeks just a day too long" Well your days are getting shorter, and as a gentle reminder Under boots tan needles break Every Sunday I pray youll see That youre doing this thing all wrong Because down on the corner, among the pines Hopelessly small and still, they defy the rake
[ Pines Lyrics ]