I’ve been wantin recently
to save my broken guitar strings
tied into silver rings around my fingers
I think that’s holdin on too long
but haste makes waste and right makes wrong
they say what doesn’t break you makes you strong
am I a harp in the hand of some strange man
I’ve yet to stand on greener land
and these seeds I’ve sown are more permanent than sand
but the first flood will wash them all away
and I’ll say hey hey I wanna be
those happy people with their things
glass windows were designed to keep you out but let you see
what you’ve been missin out on
all this idle time
with your broken strings
smell of rain before the storm
hangs in this air so wet and warm
and when it rains i always miss you more
I had a dream i walked around
frozen bodies underground
heard broken thoughts and hearts and silenced sounds
and they said
hey hey it’s true what they say
that nothin comes from nowhere anyway
loneliness and lust ride in on their respective waves
and lusty veins
all fill the same
some things don’t change
dunno what i’m runnin from but one fast move and i’ll be gone
this texas heat runs thick within my blood
and i been living recklessly
one mark for each night lost at sea
with a tendency for sleepin through my dreams
am i a harp in the hand of some strange man
i’ve yet to stand on greener land
and these roots i’ve grown are more permanent than sand
but the first flood will wash them all away
and I’ll say hey hey I wanna be
those happy people with their things
glass windows were designed to keep you out but let you see
what you’ve been missin out on
all this idle time
with your broken strings
