are you a meat eater forsaking the plant? i’m here under covers i’m under your trance i saw the flair that shone in your eyes but i have grown older from hearing your lies an old photograph that you took from a plane of the snow covered mountain in my mind remains all snow left that mountain the following spring like you left for all yonder on wings of angels east of tennessee always i’ll be only i am here too far a feast of misery but i just wash it away only i am here too far from you
gone is the widow from the window here she married a martyr and contracts were cleared but down in the water she’s washing her kin to show what’s forgotten can be thought of again an old photograph that on my wall still hangs is the one that reminds of a past filled with pain give it to another i want not to see give it up to my mother because soon i’m leaving
east of tennessee always i’ll be only i am here too far a feast of misery but i just wash it away only i am here too far
spent all your life halfway outside cursing the curtains that caused you to hide who would’ve known i could’ve grown? so i can finally say “i’m absolved” of you