I see the winter, she's crawling up the lawn. I feel her breathing beneath my palms. . She tears the trees down while curses roll from her tongue. Got eyes like anvils and storms for lungs.
Show your hands. If you need a new coat of paint. If your bones are now heavy things. Like anchors hidden somewhere 'neath your skin. . Or if your head's just an empty box.
It was the dead of winter. The cold was in our bones. And our shelves stood barren. As we had ever known. . So our mother stands on the porch one evening.
The ghost inside my head, it never sleeps. It just rearranges thoughts and leaves me numb for weeks. But I'm okay, yeah I feel fine. Because I know there's more than one way to lose my mind.
I fell asleep in the chair by the fireplace. And I woke up in the kitchen sink. With an umbrella full of holes overtop my head and. I fell asleep on the table with your picture in hand.
You, beneath the bed, I know all your tricks. I've seen you watching. I've seen you drifting away. I've seen you floating along. I've seen you disappear.
grandma's singing in the bedroom. it's a near forgotten lullaby. that she used to sing when I wasn't well. father's outside chopping firewood. like he did when he'd been drinking.
Well, I left my home on hollow bones. While you were curled and sleeping. And I wandered far beneath a concrete star. And slept along the highways. . But even though I am lost all the time.
I was born when they took my name. When the world turned wicked, when I joined their game. But I turned and fought them. Like you always knew I'd do. .
I've got no need for open roads. 'Cause all I own fits on my back. I see the world from rusted trains. And always know I won't be back. . 'Cause all my life is wrapped up in today.
So we start with my father as a boy barely spoke a word of english fell in. love from a distance he watched her working from the back fence. He learned some words and some clever turns of phrase from his father's.
Back when I used to wander, I was always out looking for signs. But they were never there, so I'd pull 'em from the air. We all believed in something, but like you I can't say why.
My feet pull on. From light to dawn. My empty belly in my body aches. Ain't hard to take. Next to the weight I carry in my chest. A pound of flesh. Could never tip the scale that I've made.