Why am I so pitiful. Its hard to erase what never was. I know compared to most. Our fortune is made of blessing and love. . Whatever we become. Whether together or undone.
Eating time and leaving crumbs. Spilling wine like water runs. Blue sky in my window. Pull the shade down. . I am just a little boy. Thirty years still breaking toys.
Tangled tempest. Gray and green. Limbs dripping over my path. And all I see is highway. No TV, no dirty city street. No telephone ringing. All hours of the night for me.
Well the ocean is a monster. And the waves are a killer. Swallowed my baby whole. . Now her tombstone is a coral reef. Under shifting sand my love is buried deep.
It's big business I'm gonna own a funeral home. 'Cause half this town's gonna kick off any day. I'm tired of hanging at the Super 10. My parents don't like any of my friends.