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

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back away from a snake
play dead for a bear
howl at a wolf
climb a tree for a deer
i know all the protocol
when something wild’s coming at you
got no clue what to do when i’m the attacker
 
do i run do I hide?
do i dig a big hole and climb down or
stand my ground and lock eyes?
do I demand apologies or do I apologize?
when it comes to my beast
i’m just doing my best to survive
 
eat for a cold starve for a flu
ice for a sprain
take an aspirin or two
i know these remedies
for the sick and bed-ridden
got no clue what to do when i’m the affliction 

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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 

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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

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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

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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

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i used to cast my light like a net on the sea
when i came around you would shimmer for me
now my spotlight might be something you dread
like a jailbird ducking away or running ahead
 
is it just me or is the fog rolling in thicker
cause what used to beam now only seems to be a flicker
i might look good, i might seem strong
but you are wrong, i'm just stuck in the moss
tell me where should a lighthouse look when it's lost?
 
i used to take each wave with a grain of salt
thought the price of love was the pain of assault
now when the wind howls, i tower, irate
at the owl and the moon that i imitate
 
oh the brutal ache of phantom limbs
makes for futile shakes of your hands my friend
my armless body's head just spins
and i’m jealous of the seagull’s glide
i search for days less tall, more wide
oh a glow is just a glare with too much pride to die

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i carry you like a suitcase full of boulders across the river
i carry you like a shotgun aimed for destruction, just pull the trigger
i carry you like the weight on every shoulder i’ve ever cried on
i carry you like a baby on a lonely doorstep with a lonely light on
 
i could lay you down for good but i am not that brave
so i carry you all the way to my grave
 
i carry you like a soldier out of the fire, still in the war
i carry you like an umbrella full of holes so when it rains, it pours
i carry you like a dancer spinning in circles to silent music
i carry you like a memory, don’t want to see it, don’t want to lose it
 
i carry you like a letter i keep on penning, but never sending
i carry you like a cancer, ever growing, never-ending
i carry you like the genome across the ages, the past has spoken
i carry you down a hallway full of photographs, the frames all broken

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​just a junkyard dog trying to stake my claim
confined canine, collar and chain
i can smell for miles, but no one would know
got no tail to wag, got no room to grow
 
just a junkyard dog, and it just ain't right
practice my bark, just never my bite
and if you were to tell me, i just wouldn't believe
that the sharpest teeth were named after me
 
just a junkyard dog, they got me on a leash
they keep my alive, give me just enough to eat
when i'm just about to starve, and die all alone
they throw me some fat and watch me gnaw on the bone
 
just a junkyard dog, i'm starting to use my wits
cause there's gotta be more to life than sleeping where you shit
got a bright idea, yeah it's common sense
gonna dig a big hole right under the fence
 
just a junkyard dog, and i got no excuse
cause i'm skinny enough to ditch this noose
i'm ready to go, but still I wait
cause there's no way to know what's beyond that gate
 
just a junkyard dog, the wolves would be ashamed
i stopped howling at the moon cause it ain't the one to blame
i sit here with the chickens cause i'm scared to be free
just a junkyard, and that's what i'll always be

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*co-written with Veronica May (also recorded as Pretty Little Owl with The Lovebirds)

pretty little owl, won't you be my gal
fly up in my tree, won't you sit with me
we'll stay up all night under the moonlight
rest under my wing, listen to me sing

what will we see, where will we be
who knows, who knows
why should i care, when you're sitting there
i'm happy the who is you, happy the who is you

wiggle down your branch, can i have this dance
look in your big eyes, gosh you look so nice
spin my head around, make my owl heart pound
make my owl legs weak, kiss me on my owl beak

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