From the recording Parables

Lyrics

Repent repent repent
The end is almost here
Repent repent repent
The end is almost here
Little locked doors, little locked doors
Little hands cupped into little dark tombs
Set your mind to it
ssSet…
I keep a little jar
I linger in the sun
I capture flies and collect their colors
I watch their eyes
I love the flies. They are mine.
I put them in a jar.
I put them in the playhouse.
I leave them in the dark.
They are mine. They are mine. They are mine.

Repent. Repent.
Little locked doors, little locked doors
Little locked doors, little locked doors
Set your mind to it, set your mind to it.

And i will not share them.
And not a soul can know
They are mine forever, I will love them forever
Sunning on the drainpipe
Quick hands make quick work
They are mine They are mine They are mine They are mine
I put them in the playhouse
I put them in the dark
Oh how I loved them
When I put them in the jar.

It’s here. It’s here.