CONTEXT
A sunsetting stud seeking solace in sculpting ceramics swiftly shifts his sights to a sagacious single. His eyes may be myopic, but his vision is clear.
LYRICS
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He smiled with his eyes from the other side of octagonal glasses
In a dry low voice he confessed to the time since he'd taken any classes
She thought it was cute to see an eager old dog trying out new tricks
Hands on the clay turning away but maintaining momentum
Lost in a thought of whimsical play on a look that she lent him
And if they run out of words to say, they'd just invent some
La la la la
He smiled with his eyes from the other side of octagonal glasses
In a dry low voice he remembered the time since they'd taken those classes
Now the cabinet is full of mugs and bowls, how quickly time passes
INSTRUMENTATION AND CREDITS
Written, performed, and produced by Ben Turcotte and Carter Rolland