I don't recognize the bathroom tile
and the mirror's blurred.
And I don't think my family knows what it's like
to want to lose more than to hurt.
And I'll bet you my shotgun
is furtive as my frowns.
And I'll bet you no one will know
when I leave town.
Now it feels all wrong this waking
to a well-rested tire.
Even the cigarettes are
tired of being left on fire.
If I could've bought more time with the settlement...
And if I didn't lose my mind when the muzzle went...
If you wouldn't seem to mind, don't want to waive goodbyes.
How many times does a human being burn alive?
Now the dust on your pillow is thick,
one side of my bed is worn thin.
The sound of your voice is stuck in these walls,
you won't ever get laughed at again.
I just want to hold you again.
She'll never cheat high again.
I just want to breathe your breath again.
credits
from The Anger Swallow,
released April 3, 2004
Written and recorded by Ryan Lee
Songs of timeless beauty and power in the mold of Vashti Bunyan and Nick Drake from enigmatic Los Angeles artist Shannon Lay. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 4, 2017