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Cold hands and always the last to know. |
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Long drives and shadows that follow you home. |
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Too late to find a light on, the tv's glow. |
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Dark hallways and a place that you shouldn't go, |
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And so, you go. |
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Alcohol, alcohol. |
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Take your seats. |
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Hold your breath until the morning. |
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Bar the door. |
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It's happening now. |
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I sleep on the floor, seeping into the floorboards, |
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Up the walls, and into the ceiling. |
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I'm watching the house from every angle now. |
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I'm watching you sleep so tenderly. |
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A broken skylight, |
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A kicked-in door, |
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All signs that you were here. |
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A blackened eye. |
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You're a big man. |
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You're a big man. |
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You're such a big man. |
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Thirty odd years and all I can do is grind my teeth at the memory of you. |
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A long long drive, longer than before. |
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Hallelujah, you never looked back. |
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I never look back. |
