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LYRICS
Blackberries grew in the thicket north of our yard
In summer we’d pick them and come home with stickers
And thorns in our arms

Some hours later when supper was plated and served
We’d barely remember the pain for the pleasure
That went into making dessert

Some kind of love is like that
Sweetness buried in a thorny patch
Bramble vine, heat, and time
Form a heart from the scraps
Like making pie from scratch
Some kind of love is like that

Someone once showed me the best way to work with the dough
Just a few presses, you crimp down the edges
Then squeak the old oven door closed

Finding a balance to strike between effort and ease
Requires some practice, a delicate lattice
You learn it degree by degree

Some kind of love is like that
Sweetness buried in a thorny patch
Bramble vine, heat, and time
Form a heart from the scraps
Like making pie from scratch
Some kind of love is like that

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(c) (p) Arielle Silver (ASCAP) / Blunderbuss Tunes (ASCAP)

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Words/Music by Arielle Silver
Video Produced/Directed by Kevin Rhoades
Music Produced by Shane Alexander
Music Mixed/Mastered by Brian Yaskulka

Arielle Silver - Vocals, acoustic guitar
Shane Alexander - backing vocals, electric guitars, glockenspiel
Darby Orr - bass, piano, Wurlitzer
Denny Weston Jr. - drums and percussion
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