Heart worn in like an old bronze ring Silver once, now she’s tarnishing Don’t polish away the fading line So simple to say you are mine
I hold you long like a stone in my palm They don’t skip on when the water in calm Fingers wrapping, wind begins to blow Peaceful napping in the sleet and snow
I hear your name in the patter of the rain I see your face out the window of the train Feel your skin on my sheets Your sweetness all tangled up in me
Save My Soul
It is dark so I take you The stairwell is empty Like I am You were sleeping but my eyes stayed open stayed open lost in space between
You say I’m misunderstood I don’t know if I am good for you
Save my soul I was born good I know I know
It is cold, you were speaking As my mind glazes over Hearing space between And I hear you But when I am smiling I am not smiling I’m not listening
I don’t think you understand I live by the second hand
Save my soul I was born good I know I know
There’s no sound but I’m climbing The elevator door stays lonesome Up to the top floor You were blooming As my eyes grew distant As my mind grew frantic as my mind as my mind as my mind
Still you say my soul is good You’re the one who has misunderstood
Save my soul I was born good you know You know
Dog Is Barking
Your dog is barking, let it out Sickle cells and blood on its mouth Hear the whimper, let it go No one wants to know the things that you know When you see her lying on the ground Why don’t you do the right thing Put it down
Put her in her kennel, bring her on the train The hum of the wheels seems to numb her pain You keep on waiting for her health But we all know you do it for yourself She can’t be the one that you’re looking for Do the right thing, bar the door
Your dog is tired, let her sleep She was never yours to keep Well she lived her life and she lived it long And none of us think that you’ve done her wrong So when she makes that faithful sound Why don’t you do the right thing Put her down Put her down Down Down
Your dog is barking, let it out Sickle cells and blood on its mouth If your dog keeps barking just put it down You’ll feel much better without the bitch around
On My Mind
Not sure if I’m awake Doesn’t matter how it seems Is Earth just a mistake
Though I rise it’s all too much A world too heavy to bear I can’t quite feel your touch
I’ve got a lot on my mind I have got a lot on my mind
The birds fill up the skies It’s barren in these skins Canyons in these eyes
I have got a lot on my mind I have got a lot on my mind
Sooner or later They see you, stranger (What can you give) When they ask you in (Nothing to give) They won’t let you in
Red Cigar
I think you’ll be in the city soon Not right for most, but it’s right for you Don’t expect to understand Red cigar in your hand
Who’s gonna mind if it’s right Who’s gonna mind it’s not right
You’ll get your eyes on those delights You’ll only see what neon keeps bright Fresh off the tongue, rolling, “No” Red cigar of you own
Who’s gonna mind if it’s right Who’s gonna mind it’s not right
They like to say it’s inside your head They’ll say it still until the day that you are dead They’re sorry just to dig another grave They’re sorry you’re just another special case
Who’s gonna mind if it’s right Who’s gonna mind it’s not right
I think you’ll be in the city soon You can take yourself before God takes you Some are just born the wrong kind So we all thank god that we’re so colorblind
Who’s gonna mind if it’s right Who’s gonna mind it’s not right
Aleppo
I didn't let you go yesterday I was losing you in the crimson rain Now deep in my mind You're a rose in the dust But colors fade And petals turn to rust To rust
But come now my bride Can you take my hand Across the divide between us and our homeland Away we are carried But we both know A marriage bed buried under rubble in Aleppo
Sun falling down again Bright city lights Have burned through their kerosine The days are black as the nights The nights You're the last light as it fades to black Don't look out your window When the mirror is cracked Is cracked
But come now my bride Can you take my hand Across the divide between us and our homeland Away we are carried But we both know A marriage bed buried under rubble in Aleppo
I won't let you go if we meet in the morning No I won't let you go A slow, slow Earth is turning Turning away
But come now my bride Can you take my hand Across the divide between us and our homeland Away we are carried But we both know A marriage bed buried under rubble in Aleppo
Winter Nights
Summer, it tasted like honey Winter, it’s my favorite but it never gets so sweet And sometimes we turn out the lights Try to get back to those winter nights
6 pm, side by side in bed Staying in too late to heal my aching head And sometimes we turn out the lights Try to get back to those winter nights
August is too bright, feeling fire Winter, it’s my baby, it is frozen, so quiet Drowning in the sound of the flickering next door Turning off their lights to feel the winter nights The idea of loving is better in your mind Frostbite as summer rushes by
The Quiet Age
Go you don’t have to go Today it’s the day I’ve been living in the fire I’ve been living like a liar
The sun said, “It’s alright, go back to bed” The anchorman tried not to drown But you and I, we never learned to play now I know that it’s the day
Oh no, this quiet age it moves so slow Silent night, I tried, but I lost you after all Never had a single word to say Now I know it was the day