Handfulls of sleeping pills washed down with a bottle of wine
Couldn’t stop my mind, couldn’t hold my attention
From Noticing the cracks, the holes in my logic
And the permanence of the things that I have done

I notice as I’m riding on a subway late at night
In the flickeri

Elizabeth the bumblebee keeps flying round and stinging me
Left poison in my fingers long ago
And lonesome in the summer night she tried to get me one more time
Left stinger in my body before she died

And every night that buzzing fills my ears till morning light
And how I’v

At a bus stop in a border town
This lovelorn refugee
Slowly smokes a cigarette
And trembles, ill at ease
She should have been here hours ago
I watch the eastward road
But the sun tracks fast across the sky
And still nobody shows

And then I’m torn away at last

Desperate, Fingers
prints on black and white
her hands tied
skinny wrists to the train line

trembling, Holding
fears she can't express
her eyes close
tiny fist in my hands, though

and she turns away, turns away
spilling tears on the subway

if birds c

Been coming for a long, long time
Oh did you say this life could never be
It was never really up to me
Decided by a god I cannot know

And when you poured every little fluid ounce of trust
The overflowing cup was only just
Your cardboard cutout substitute for love

The seatbelt sign blinks, the day is stretched out
Somewhere far away all my hope turned to doubt
I sat awake in the piercing sunlight,
With my eyes screaming out for the quiet of night

Got cuts on my fingers, got blood on my hands
And the wounds can’t be stitched closed wi

Oh darlin' just for you
I'll be a good man I'll come through
Sing you simple words that you can understand
Sing it loud and clear and true

Oh I love you darlin' feel it my bones
Gotta tell it like it is
And though this world is wide – It seems I'm lost at sea
You kn

Smokestacks breathe fire on the skyline tonight
And down by the docks I’m standing on the starboard side
Anne, she is crying
Anne, she is right
“You don’t have to run anymore”

Concrete and Squalor, mud and tire tracks
Drunks in the fog tipping empty bottles back
Ann

Hey there lover don’t you feel so bad
There aint no one gonna take what you once had
Oh you won so many battles but you lost the war
Now it’s time to pack and leave for brighter shores

So you tore up half your letters
Marked the rest “return to sender”
Tore every last p

Oh my sweet little darling dear
When these words reach your ears I’ll be long gone from here
All alone in a railyard, the shrill whistle blows
Oh where I’m a-going really god only knows

I’ll call her Eliza, the girl with no name
All wrapped up in silence, in secrets, in pai

The Tin Man’s sitting in the waiting room
With his brand new plastic heart
He don’t know where to start
Can’t really tell it’s a false alarm
Cuz he can’t feel much of anything
No he’s hollow to the core
And what he pours inside don’t satisfy
Just spills out on the flo