Sung into the Street

Lyrics

Good morning to the frozen street I'm like a dresser full of leaves My eyes as dry as dust There is a curtain in my mouth It opens and a song comes out I've sung the loneliest words Words into your listening stones Moss curled and songs Have twirled their tunes around your bones Good morning, uncle with your pen The furniture was born again At night while you slept in The room it wrapped around your body Double pillows held your head I watched your shrinking skin And all the lines that fill your face In, we're falling into space There is a light that is so dim And a hand that pulls you in When you can't swim anymore The freezing water fills your lungs The weight of waves surrounds your skin And the outside comes all the way in Your heart is held inside this box And we've got to turn it off So please don't be afraid The love you gave us will go on We'll hold your memory when you're gone Your self just can't be saved So close your eyes and I'll turn off your heart Oh, watch the sick room fall apart This machine's counter restart Uncle, if I could hold your open Never-broken heart I would have held it from the start