I could break out
Or maybe break in
I don't really know
Which way to begin
The silence is thick
And it covers the cuts
Tied to the bed
Too weak to give up
So I've lost my song
Won't you sing along
If you can find the tune
I can too
I could retire
To some quiet place
Where the lights are not always
Shining in my face
The thoughts in my head
They swallow me up
They're nobody's fault
Accident papercuts
So I've lost my song
Won't you sing along
If you can find the tune
I can too
Monday, April 06, 2009
Fatherhood
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