Contextual Analysis of "that gets blown to pieces with the fall's first fickle breeze. when i feel that stirring" in Lyrics

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looking out across suburban yards to the construct of our days through the thinning of the trees. why can i only build a house of cards?

that gets blown to pieces with the fall's first fickle breeze. when i feel that stirring

the illicit kiss. that's just the cool tongue of the devil with a sucker in his midst. one day i'll change you'll be the first one that i call. i owe you an apology too many thanks and that's not all. i've been running long before i learned to crawl. my calendar lies crumbled laid to waste. it's been scrawled on

i'll change

Singer: indigo girls

looking out across suburban yards to the construct of our days through the thinning of the trees. why can i only build a house of cards?

that gets blown to pieces with the fall's first fickle breeze. when i feel that stirring

the illicit kiss. that's just the cool tongue of the devil with a sucker in his midst. one day i'll change you'll be the first one that i call. i owe you an apology too many thanks and that's not all. i've been running long before i learned to crawl. my calendar lies crumbled laid to waste. it's been scrawled on

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looking out across suburban yards to the construct of our days through the thinning of the trees. why can i only build a house of cards?

that gets blown to pieces with the fall's first fickle breeze. when i feel that stirring

the illicit kiss. that's just the cool tongue of the devil with a sucker in his midst. one day i'll change you'll be the first one that i call. i owe you an apology too many thanks and that's not all. i've been running long before i learned to crawl. my calendar lies crumbled laid to waste. it's been scrawled on

i'll change

indigo girls

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