Recoil Lyrics - Knuckledown - Ani Difranco

Come home and my guitar has nothing to say to me 

I've recoiled from all my friends 

And then I'm in misery 

Been so long since I've been held 

Really, since I was his 

Probably just need to be held 

That probably all it is 

Course then I think of my dad 

Who time travels mostly now 

Back to when he was free 

And holding out hope somehow 

Who sits all day in a line 

Of wheelchairs against a wall 

Inventing ways to play out time 

Like us all 

Like us all 

To all the people out there tonight 

Who are comforting themselves 

If you should happen to see my light 

You can stop and ring my bell 

I'm just sittin' here in this sty 

Strewn with half-written songs 

Taking one breath at a time 

Nuthin' much going on 

Nuthin' much going on 

Little flashing zero 

On my answering machine 

That's scratching at my pain, 

Brain shuffling his feet 

Guess I have my father's heart 

And it may or may not keep on trying 

Can't really tell you what it is 

Keeps me this side of that dark line 

But I'm not here to take care of him 

And I'm not here to take care of me 

I'm going outside to watch the house burn down 

Across the street 

I'm going outside to watch the house burn down 

Across the street 

Come home and my guitar has nothing to say to me 

I've recoiled from all my friends 

And then I'm in misery 

Been so long since I've been held 

Really, since I was his 

Probably just need to be held 

That probably all it is 

To all the people out there tonight 

Who are comforting themselves 

If you should happen to see my light 

You can stop and ring my bell 

I'm just sittin' here in this sty 

Strewn with half-written songs 

Taking one breath at a time 

Nuthin' much going on 

Nuthin' much going on