Summer Song Of The Day: Folding Chair

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Artist: Regina Spektor

Song: Folding Chair

Since a close friend of mine knows I have a weak spot for the often angst-ridden lyrics of Regina Spektor, she made sure to alert me of the singer's latest album that dropped at the end of last week. I usually don't admit my fondness for Regina Spektor's tunes due to the fact they are a bit on the angry side, but her song Folding Chair is the perfect song for us to relax to at the end of the work day on the beach with a cocktail in hand and our iPOD speakers. So if you need us, we'll be out celebrating the newfound summer for the rest of the day, exactly where you think: with our feet "buried in the sand and there's a breeze..."

LYRICS:

Come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes

And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

Let’s get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy I’ll safety-pin his clothes all cool and you’ll grafitti up his toys I’ve got a perfect body, though sometimes I forget I’ve got a perfect body cause my eyelashes catch my sweat Yes, they do, they do… Now i’ve been sitting on this abandoned beach for years Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears But every time the tide come in to take me home I get scared, and I’m sitting here alone Dreaming of the dolphin song… Maybe one day you will understand I don’t want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand Till that day just please don’t be so down Don’t make frowns, you silly clown

Just come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes

And the waves are just a frothier version of the skies

There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes…