[Verse 1] You hung the kitchen clock at ten past two Said time behaves better with a crooked view The hallway shelf leans toward the wall One blue cup catches every fall [Pre-Chorus] You draw a line, I move the chair We call it even, leave it there [Chorus] Crooked, but it holds together A little bent against the weather You take the long way through the door I know what all these angles are for Crooked, and still it’s ours A house of slants, a jar of stars [Verse 2] Your old coat hangs from a single nail The hem is stitched with orange thread and sail You keep the spare key in a tin Marked “buttons,” though there’s one pin in it [Pre-Chorus] You draw a line, I move the chair We call it even, leave it there [Chorus] Crooked, but it holds together A little bent against the weather You take the long way through the door I know what all these angles are for Crooked, and still it’s ours A house of slants, a jar of stars [Bridge] If every road ran straight and clean We’d miss the turn beside the bean You point, I laugh, the map folds wrong We find the place we meant all along [Final Chorus] Crooked, but it holds together A little bent against the weather You take the long way through the door I know what all these angles are for Crooked, and still it’s ours A house of slants, a jar of stars [Outro] Leave the clock a little wrong We’ve got time enough to get along
