Ten miles south of Wyoming
Headed to work when the accelerator sticks
Head through the windshield body in a ditch
A man calls my mother to give her the news
The valley is flooded and there’s no shore to swim to
Tiger lilies in full bloom
The house it burned down in ‘92
I’m the son of a working man
Cool blades and a gun in his hands
The valley is flooded and there’s no shore to swim to
I awoke in a foreign land
Blood in my mouth and a shallow creek bed
I drove home across county line
But you already had that leaving look in your eyes
The valley is flooded and there’s no shore to swim to
II
I died in a valley
I lived in a house that I did not own
I opened my mouth and let the anger pour out
You are a quiet mess
You do the things I like the best
You are silhouette in the doorframe
III
I’m sorry
But shut your mouth and let me speak
I stumble through the days
By the evening I start to decay
I reach for the years
In the darkness of my memory
Coney Island
By the ocean
We shared a cigarette
And the ashes mixed with the foam
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