keep climbing into my head without knockin'
and you fix yourself there like a map pin
on this ghost of this street where i'm
livin'
i'm in a chrysalis and i'm snowed indarling, darling that dam's gonna give
it's inevitable the way that you live
bottles in brown paper and a mouth that
slurs
all the shit that it stirs
let that dogwood blossom
there'll be hell to pay in heaven
for you take every street homewhat happens when you're in too deep to
break
loneliness keeps you constantly awake
what happens when the passage of time
appears
you see yourself as a child and it brings
you to tearsyou say that you're troubled and you always
have been
uncomfortable in your own skin
so you contemplate the riverbed
turn off the dark thoughts in your head
darling, darling that dam's gonna give
it's inevitable the way that you live
bottles in brown paper and a mouth that
slurs
all the shit that it stirs
let that dogwood blossomthere'll be hell to pay in heaven
for you take every street home
