Oct 18, 2005 16:15
"And I grew up on alcoholic evenings and slow jazz music
to keep my heart beating,
Because after all that happens in a dissolving family
the need for a song to sing me to sleep still rings true.
And I always knew that there wasn't glue strong enough
to sew these roots together .
And now that I've wasted too many years,
and I've lost track of where I started.
I have to dream at night of who I was
& why after twenty years of marriage I am what is left.
& I'd like to go back now , and make myself up
because I'd be a brick so I wouldn't feel.
and I'd lift myself up and I'd throw myself at this house
to break windows and smash walls
just to keep time where it was and where it should be."
Saves the day - Nebraska Bricks