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i clicked the link that said add one to the basket i didn’t think i’d be this young shopping for a casket the whole thing was pink with pretty little flowers to match it we watched it sink deep down in the grave that we paid for to stash it in a way, the day she died, i did a little too i’d have to say it was the day pink turned blue when she was alive i’d get lost on a dime, broke down like a car i tried to drive away so many times but never got too far now i believe she’s giving me signs, i see ‘em in the stars even though grief made me blind now i see her fine, she’s on my radar in a way, she gave me the map, the key, and the gasoline i’d have to say she’s paving the way for red to turn green
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a little knievel, a little james dean
a little of your mama, a little mr. clean a little love and laughter and kindness too that’s what i think a lot about when i think of you charismatic conor kent ever since the accident i've been wondering why you came and went so quickly sometimes this world just don’t make sense it gives and takes without consent you were heaven-sent and i’m hell-bent on keeping you with me my wrinkles they were worth it every last one my dare-devil guardian angel son a little country, a little hang ten a little let loose, a little hardworking a little adventure, a little smile too that’s what i think a lot about when i think of you i get to the point i'm sharp to the touch sometimes i'm out for blood it doesn't take much you're shockingly strong not as soft as you seem sometimes you are afraid but babe you can get through anything we are tied together sister we were born and bred and this time we will keep what we reap when we sow they don't know about this needle and thread i struggled alone got lost in the stack returned to my home i learned to attack you suffered enough all tangled and spun we will not be caught stark naked when the winter comes *pronouns changed from she to he in honor of my friend Jeffrey Joe who I lost the year I wrote this song everyone’s wearing black everyone looks so sad everyone can be seated now everyone ends up dead everyone bow your head everyone remember was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was he with you giving tissues when you cried? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? everyone goes to bed everyone ends up dead everyone will live another day everyone still misses everyone reminisces everyone has something to say was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was there a moment you just had to memorize? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? i’ve got nothing left i can balance on that lady with the blindfold is gone her scale and her sword have nothing more to say it was just us then, it’s just me now where’s the justice in time running out i’m trying to transcend but it sinks further in every day so I keep company with well-known cons i’m confident they’re my confidants and the pros won’t speak to me they are prone to secrecy and i don’t know if I’ll ever get through it cause I’ve been the only one swearing them to it there’s no wisdom now, no prudence here if I’m reckless or cautious, i really don’t care this snake and this mirror just slithered nearer to prey i don’t feel courage and i’m not in control i can’t produce faith and i won’t be consoled and i’m losing all hope that i’ll ever know better todays
her life was a boxing ring
she never took off her gloves she never stopped swinging not even for love from the very first swing to the very last round she boxed her way in, she boxed her way out i never got too close, i never knew how everything's different with the lights out her faith was a lonely home she never took off from that place she never looked out the window not even to see my face from the very first brick to the very last grout she boxed her way in, she boxed her way out i never got too close, i never knew how everything's different with the lights out
you’re the sugar coat on a bitter pill
you’re the place i go in a earthquake drill you will walk to the porch with a bat in your hand so i don’t have to look at the boogeyman you flash all of the light underneath my bed and the monsters have not found me yet but they found you, they surround you look around you, yeah they found you you’re the softest nest in the highest tree you’re a needed kiss on a wounded knee you crack open a cactus with your bare hands so i don’t die of thirst in a desert land you rip all of the targets right off my head and the arrows have not got me yet but they got you, yeah they shot you an onslaught into you, yeah they got you you’re a little bird with a lion’s mane your dreams deferred in a weathervane i will scour the depths and the breadth of the sea and collect all the joy that you gave up for me to the queen with her crown i will coronate i will bow at the feet of my surrogate i will praise you, cause you raised me my grace traced to you, thank you haley
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
she is a mother who gave me a father
her name is norma jean bill was a deacon after he quit drinking he married her when she was sixteen he moved her out west when the greatest depression chased them, they escaped by the skin of their teeth i watched him adore her, do everything for her he carried her purse, and he watched her sleep 64 times they circled sun til he shot off the earth like a rubber band gun her soul folded up like a thin paper plane waiting for takeoff to see him again the man of her dreams, the man in her dreams i’m a granddaughter who lost my grandfather my name is lindsay ann meaningless moments turn into memories he picked me up from school in a mercury sedan what I’ll most miss is the forehead kisses cause I grew up taller than my family tree he left me a lesson that kindness is best you can survive a hard life with no enemies 32 times we circled the sun til he shot off the earth like a rubber band gun i got no right to complain, no reason to cry he told me to relax, let the world go by the man of my dreams (repeat) the man in my dreams 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 |
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