Don't worry now, I'm not gonna leap
but I'm too tired to move so I'll stay here with you.
Piled up on the floor while we're stacking up dreams
like old burnt out matchbooks from the cities we've seen.
We say cheers to the present
while we empty out the glass,
talk about where we’re headed as we drink down the past.
Shawn sat on the plane and drank ginger ale.
He told me the stories of how he had failed.
His family was waiting in Saskatchewan
to start their new lives in the hot Florida sun.
“I spent years breaking things that I love the most.
I feel cheap when I pray:
‘Father, Son, Holy Ghost.’”
Sit down on the train and they all look away -
staring down at their coffee and the newspaper page.
We’re all packaged well we’re all wrapped up and bound
we all practice distraction and don’t make a sound
We have our smoke and mirrors
we have our one act plays
we’re all trying to scream in the quietest way
credits
from Cradle to Cradle,
released July 11, 2012
Words and music by: Brent Dixon
Strings: B. Sterling Archer
Produced by: Brian Douglas Phillips
Rattletrap Audio
Mastered by: Nick Landis
Terra Nova Digital Audio, Inc.
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