Keith Otten


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Grain
...you're all smoothed out - except one thing

Chip in the bar your fingers trace
I see your hands - not your face
I can feel a hint of grain
Between the shadows and the skin
Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain

The stain is stained it hides the grain
You're all smoothed out - except one thing
Little gash in your veneer
Shows me some things you hold dear
Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain

You're made of wood beneath the skin
Someones chipped your porcelain
Circle the wagons, circle the wagons -
I like the wood more than the skin
Like the wood more than the skin
Circle the wagons, circle the wagons
Circle the wagons....

Deep stain seeps below the skin
Deeper than anywhere - you've been....
I think I can feel down to the grain
Its a direction - I've been in....
I can't mistake mahogany
'Cause it feels like my guitar

Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain, follow the grain
Follow the grain....


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