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maybe you’ll like telling jokes maybe you’ll like reading poems maybe you’ll like something we don’t we’ll probably mess something up like misplace your best sippy cup if it gets hard enough to give up, we won’t we’re building a home for you a place you can grow into anything you want to be you will be safe with us we’ll earn your faith, your love, your trust give you our heart, net, and key maybe you’ll cheer for the bears maybe speak french, eat eclairs maybe you’ll do something brand new we’re gonna learn as you grow we’re gonna teach what we know if you wonder who loves you the most, we do
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Verse: C Em Dm C G
Chorus: C Dm F Fm C Bridge: F Fm C // F Fm Em Dm C G i might as well be a shovel the way i bury hurt dig a hole where the pain goes then i cover it with dirt i might as well be a faucet the way i handle pain let it run til the hurting's done, watch it circle down the drain til nothing remains ashes to ashes, dust to dust all my thoughts of us rot into rust i never got my last wish, you never came around you just vanished in the deep, dark, down you might as well be a stranger in some far off galaxy off you go in your ufo, ain't no way we're gonna meet you might as well be a shipwreck, sinking in your fate terrorized by the stormy skies now the waves won't hold your weight it's just too late what a blurry bitter bond what a quiet final bell do i let go of holding on? guess i might as well
here comes the bride all dressed in white
and the biggest grin anyone's ever seen her wearing, it's a million miles wide a couple empty chairs cause you're not there but she's brave enough to pass them up because she knows love's waiting for her on the other side you won't see her smile on her wedding day walk her down the aisle, give her away you won't know her joy, hear her vow i am not a boy that changes things somehow here comes the bride, still quite surprised that the woman waiting for me just so happens to adore me and she wants to be my wife those empty chairs, they're hard to bear but there's love in the air and I'm still going to swear to love her for the rest of her life love is louder than any silencing i am not a boy, and that don't change a thing hope springs eternal or so i've been told but i know it's terminal even hope gets sick, gets old oh faith you fickle friend you bargain and seduce disguised like a goddamn godsend just pretended to know the truth if it was lies why have I been holding all my breath in waiting for the big exhale i guess there comes a time to say goodbye to throwing pennies in a wishing well they say you can’t miss what you never had here’s my objection i’ll never miss something half as bad as relying on the lie of reconnection hope keeps a journal but words are cannon fodder grim reaps maternal grim reaps daughter all these needles all in vain when will sleep come to numb the pain cut it off so it won't bleed how does one try not to need i'm learning how to roll with it the tightening of the tourniquet no blood supply i'm used to it i'll die trying loosen the grip all these things I saw explain the rubber mouth and stubborn jaw circulatory system breech what kind of wave resists the beach it wasn't my plan i didn't mean no harm oh well who needs a hand who needs a loving arm Capo 4 shapes: Verse: Em C Em (end on D) Chorus: Em D A Bridge: C G C G // (but I'm a) Em C D // (heads and birds) C D A Em (end on D) father hear my pleas, don’t make me scrape my knees even diogenes, he agrees with me a syndrome of self neglect is the sin of intellect holding lanterns to the light is no necessity what good is a god with the head of a falcon that lives on the body of man? what sense is the strength of a thoroughbred stallion running like a scared mare every chance that it can? what comfort lies in millions of lives if they’re over before they began? sometimes it shapes me, sometimes it escapes me the good of a god in the body of man father hear my cries, i’m not buying alibis your books so wise disguise the valleys for the peaks if all your world’s a page you’ll never take the stage baby steps assuage the magnitude of quantum leaps heaven knows i’m also froze and apples don’t fall far trust me, any day’s a good day in the shade of where you are but i’m a prudent teacher’s student and I'm just trying to understand heads and birds, actions and words and the good of a god in the body of man Verse: E A E B7 A E Chorus: A E A E B7 A E there i was driving fast past the desert windmill farms couldn’t see energy in their lifeless heavy arms never thought something so still could make me feel such an alarm maybe my anxious observation made them nervous to perform the outlaw sun had every one frozen like a stick-up they were praying for momentum, wondering when the wind might pick up the sharp scare of the dead air could surely cure a case of the hiccups i’m still clicking both my heels but now the dust won’t even kick up i didn’t know what to do, i didn’t know what to say i didn’t wanna go but sure as hell didn’t wanna stay can’t recall every moment but I’ll always know the the way I felt in the desert wild, a lonely child on mother’s day i slowed down near a truck stop town when something caught my sight a cactus backed against the rocks, flexing for a fight needles and pins pushing in and out with all their might it looked thirsty, at the worst, it may not make it through the night i felt sorry for that plant and the way it can’t give love how should a cactus act when it’s offered a proper hug of course i cared but wouldn’t dare to give it more than a sad shrug i looked on the ground all around but never found my kid gloves somewhere the weather’s not so hot and the ocean comes to play otters hold hands when they sleep so they don’t drift away but daughters cling to other things cause they’d drown if they stayed i thought in the desert wild, a lonely child on mother’s day Verse: G Em Chorus: G Bm Am D I will pretend she is your friend fantasy’s ideal for me I will pretend she is your friend reality is killing me didn’t i say if you live this way I will never approve? didn’t I say if you live this way god will take heaven from you? didn't I say if you live this way you’re turning your back on the truth? thank god for unconditional love or how else how could I make myself love a sinner like you? didn’t you think about what I thought did you not think about my belief? didn’t you try to get by on a diet of guilt and grief? didn’t you know the way you chose to grow? now i can’t say I’m proud of how you grew thank god for unconditional love or how else could I make myself love a daughter like you? she wants to be vetted but she fails the exam she loves being petted but she bites with poison glands she just let it all fall through her hands i know where she’s headed face down, quicksand she wants to take credit but she sinks where she stands she’d rather be shredded than tear up “god’s plan” *co-written with Veronica May
the synapse fails to connect i thought i was being direct hope is slowly dying but confusion's ever-growing the neurons fire away receptors aren't willing to play what's the use in trying always feels as though i'm throwing words against the wall you're not hearing them at all now there's something that you are missing words against the wall you're not hearing them at all all i need was for you to listen the brain and the heart won't shake hands i never know where my arrow lands days into years, you're reaping what you're sowing i look in the mirror and i see you genetic's pathetic attempt to show proof am i ringing in your ears always feels as though i'm throwing |
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