Cold hands.
I held them in.
I gave you my warmth like a child gives his laugh.
Free fall through the night air.
Near the train tracks there's a field,
And I'll meet you there.
Straight road into the night.
You'll call in time before I drift away.
Sun peeks down on my face.
Another night without sleep.
If you were to wake alone,
Would you note the place where I lay?
Back in this hole, I hide away.
Memories for each mistake that I've made.
Song in the air, floating your way,
Covered and marked with your name.
If I were to call you, would you come for me?
I am going under with the thoughts of you and me.
credits
from My American Guilt,
released February 29, 2012
Special guest Gor Narang: drums, backup vocals
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