Understanding Furniture
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Mason was a soldier once but he won't tell you any tales
He lives in the place out back but no once sends him any mail
A private, driven man, he has no parts to spare
I try to catch his eye as he goes down the stairs
In the basement he makes furniture
While he's talking to himself
When he talks to the furniture
Sometimes we send fo rhelp
He lets his secrets go with a mallet and some pegs
A chair that has one arm or a table with no legs
He never speaks to me
He'll never speak to you
Mason understands furniture
Is that enough?
Idon't mind the noise he makes,
It's because of where he's been
It's his right to shut me out, still I wish he'd let me in
If he were a friend of mine he might help me to know
All the places that he's been not where I can go
Mason was a soldier once, now he just takes medicine
It leaves him speechless, it leaves me wondering
About his shining path, the pictures on his shelf
Anything to keep me from wondering about myself
He never speaks to me
He'll never speak to you
Mason understands furniture
Is that enough?
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