I am far above anything
That you could use to hurt me like you used to
I am bored
I am lost in thought
I've got something on my chest but I am far too gone to talk
I'll always be your scorn
I'll be right there in you're thoughts
On the front porch watching lightning storms
This has happened before
My salty secrets keep me curled up on the bedroom floor
I am done
I cannot lose myself
In the glory of the living
You are the glory of the living
I am through
I cannot sing or talk
I am lost in the red giants
I just saw a shooting star
You're the pie sitting on a window sill
The crow eyeing it down
Like the mortician sitting in the kitchen reading dying catalogs
You're the lost letter of a native tongue
The drug getting sold for love
You're the gone pittance singing good riddance on an age old institution
You're the case spinning of a spiral stair
The axis where it's spun
Keeping us good old humans on the ground
Like we hurt someone
You're the ghost living in the powerlines
The ancient accident
You're the ghost living in the powerlines
With the best of intentions
I am done
I cannot lose myself
In the glory of the living
We are the glory of the living
That you could use to hurt me like you used to
I am bored
I am lost in thought
I've got something on my chest but I am far too gone to talk
I'll always be your scorn
I'll be right there in you're thoughts
On the front porch watching lightning storms
This has happened before
My salty secrets keep me curled up on the bedroom floor
I am done
I cannot lose myself
In the glory of the living
You are the glory of the living
I am through
I cannot sing or talk
I am lost in the red giants
I just saw a shooting star
You're the pie sitting on a window sill
The crow eyeing it down
Like the mortician sitting in the kitchen reading dying catalogs
You're the lost letter of a native tongue
The drug getting sold for love
You're the gone pittance singing good riddance on an age old institution
You're the case spinning of a spiral stair
The axis where it's spun
Keeping us good old humans on the ground
Like we hurt someone
You're the ghost living in the powerlines
The ancient accident
You're the ghost living in the powerlines
With the best of intentions
I am done
I cannot lose myself
In the glory of the living
We are the glory of the living
( Tom Sauk )
www.ChordsAZ.com