Album Name : The Lack Long After
Release Date : 2011-11-01
Song Duration : 4:49
Pianos Become The Teeth I'll Be Damned
Maybe… Maybe you saw your mother, maybe she’s smiling,
She hears your catching laughter, she’s missed your
charm,
We never made it to Cooperstown
But I’ve still got that glove under my bed,
Maybe I’ll see you, we could shoot the shit, finally
have a beer,
“Have a catch,”but for now its catch my tears, its
catch my breath,
I can just hear you say “come on bud, get out of that
funk, it’s time to move on,”
It’s funny how you still apply, you still know me,
I’ll try to take your tools and make something worth
while,
Try to make ya proud, I’ve learned nothing is spotless
anymore,
But I’ll let you resonate…
Maybe your Heaven is that Norman Rockwell scene
Where you and your friends are singing that Gordon
Lightfoot song,
“If you could only read my mind,” well if you could
only read my mind,
Well that ending, it was just too hard to take,
Is it better than Clapton? Did you see your fathers
eyes?
I know it’s wishful thinking hoping this won’t always
kill me,
But If you saw yours, then I’ll see mine,
You finally stretched your feet and ghosted away from
me,
You had to fade away, you had to leave
I’m pleading for one more time with what I know now,
I’m begging for the same flake to fall twice for the
first time,
I’m begging for what wasn’t said.
That night the snow shaped the land, and I walked home,
I laughed the whole way because I suppose if it hurts,
It's worth it, but now that ghost is me.
