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I've washed the blood from my sister's arms
I held her hand til morning comes
I've got scars to prove through many full moons
I’d sing my mother's song
And if I’m to be honest, most times it’s still hard
Full moons bring foxes that dig holes in the yard
If I sleep
I dream...of waking up in your arms
But when the black-capped chickadee quiets by the window
Just like ambitions mom told us to follow
Should you quiet your soul to the “I-Don’t-Know”
Or fuck it all; one more cigarette never killed anyone special
Or if it did I don’t care about you
And I don’t care about me
Just listen to my mother's song
When I sang you those songs God, it wasn't a lie
Just not me anymore, I’ll hear them and cry
Feel free to rescue me like I did for you
When you were bleeding on the street with no shoes on your feet but now I just
walk on
For a while I've been feeling all used up
For to fervently fore-running the glories of God
So don’t bother me with your “Christian-talk”
Cause I've seen things no preaching man would dare speak of
So use me dead, it’s what I said I want
I guess I just didn't realize I’d live long after I've gone
I’m gone
But I’d always said I’d do my best
...you always knew how much to expect
but if the truth truly is exactly what you said
I got nothing left that need me defend
Cause I don’t care about me
Or what you see
Just listen to my mother's song