Lisa Hannigan – Pistachio Lyrics

sit down and fire away,
i know its tricky when youre feeling low,
when you feel like your flavour
has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio…
i know youre weighed down
youre fed up with your heavy
your boots
laced with melancholy notions all you own…

i do – like sugar – tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun
and i know my demeanor
has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun…

so i try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds…
oh what a folly- fooling just yourself…

sit down and smoke away,i wouldnt knock it till youre in them shoes
oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a blusher gives way to a bruise…
but seemly, wed freely make a trade-off
a dry rot to take the weight off
swap the boots for red shoes