A second thought, it's not as hard as I remember it
Oh my dead poet
Step off the train admitting admitting all the things I've known
What have I described for?
This atrophy, the recoil of memory?
It worked for you, could work for me, too
Too many drinks, figured out what makes me sink
Too many drinks, sucks me in and makes me stink
The body stopped and fell apart, what I inherited
This ground bound stoic
Open my eyes and feel them breathing down my neck
All these strangers gaping
A dizzy ring and blurry scenes, like all things I've lost
Left there in the mud that marks the morning after
Get lost in time, rearrange what makes me mine
Get lost in time, rearrange, call it mine
Your mom found God again and talks about about the accident
Like you're still there beside her
Inside your house, I feel like I could never change
It's the same as when we played there
And how 'bout me? The mail-in? the absentee?
"I'd know you anywhere, it means so much that you care"
Caught up in everything that's passed
And it knocks me on my ass
It knocks me on, it knocks me out
I know the light and dark you found
Buried in the underground
Dissolute and spectral and the matter made a sound
Dog legs in the hound
Was it really just a bluff?
Will it ever be enough?
The gravel pit mounds that took over your lawn
Are like burial grounds for the man I never bothered to know
Your dad appears, slinking out of the closet
With a face like a funeral. Seeing me caused it
His eyes from the glass of his breathing mask ask me to
Search for you
I'm a time machine bomb as I scour your your lawn
And I burn, I burn for you
This is not a fate I could have guessed when we were young
Before acid hit the tongue, you're undone, sucking
Cigarettes down just to get through the day
And absolve absolve absolve