Winterpills - A Folded Cloth lyrics

A Folded Cloth Purple pitchers Perfect twins One beside Her 3 brown eggs One striped vase He holds a stick The shadow cast Is what connects Twins which are so near and not Twins which are so near and not twins which are so near and not a piece of thread a folded cloth not much to cross to just be nearer but cloth's the alps and thread's the river Twins which are so near and not Twins which are so near and not side by side they co-exist surrounded by a grayish mist but side by side they must remain to balance out the picture plane to balance out the picture plane