You've been reading my eyes But the pages turn with nothing learned But a cold heart and restless mind You put your pen in my hand hoping I'd paint on the man that you wanted to find I'm all pulp, and no tooth The ink would just bleed right through And stain the best part of you
Dear Lord, You're oh so bored
I've been lost without a hand to guide my wandering mind through this vacant life Between the sidewalk and street lies a river or creek that will carry us together at night I might just stick to the concrete Because that water comes straight from your eyes
With the sum of these songs My missing you could be long and gone These notes packed your bags And these chords hailed your cab And my words are kissing you away