Paint and Candy Hours spent painting For the musical Every day until The sun has faded Never any thanks Why is it that it's When someone misses The little things that It hurts most sharply Blisters from staining Planks and planks of wood Dizzy from the fumes Waiting 'til they're done To paint the whole stage It just always is When someone misses Just the smallest things It hurts most of all In the whole four years Just one single small Piece of cheap candy With a tiny note From dad would be nice Always, every time It's the little things That people just miss And it hurts still more
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