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Natalie Quinn

on Freshly Laundered Linen

10y

Well I got that funny feeling again,
Yeah I got that funny feeling in my soul
Well my brother reads philosophy and I play rock and roll
But I still get these funny feelings in my soul

But I’m never sure exactly what they mean
Yeah my truths will all be played by tambourine
And the horns scream all my weaknesses
My hopes hide in the strings
And I hope to god you might know what that means

But honey you can me good again
But honey you could make me whole again
And when I’m broken and bent
Could you take me on the mend and lay me down in your bed,
like freshly laundered linen

But it’s easier sometimes to up and go
And never have to answer to a soul
But it leaves me worn and weary
Yeah it leaves me cold and alone
Still sometimes I find it’s best to up and go

‘Cuz adventure is the only call I hear
Yeah I’m anxious ‘til I reach the great frontier
But it’s a million miles from Nashville
Yeah it’s a lifetime away from here
But maybe love could be that final great frontier

And maybe you could take me home again
Honey you could make me whole again
And when I’m broken and bent
Could you take me on the mend and lay me down in your bed,
like freshly laundered linen

Well I can see the sun each time you smile
I swear the sun peaks out a little when you smile
‘Cuz when you hate me like a woman, you still love me like a child
And I can see it each and every time you smile

And honey you could me whole again
And honey you could make me good again
And when I’m broken and bent
Would you take me home again and lay me down in your bed,
like freshly, like freshly laundered linen.