Little Strings

The day they laid him down they drove outside of town
Until they found their way to a graveyard by the interstate
They all gathered around and stared into the ground
But from what I've heard them say, she never took her eyes away from the cars out on the freeway

She kept thinking 'bout the, the crashes and chrome bumper flashes
The tires headed homeward and outward bound
All the, the questions and mundane interactions
The nine-to-fivers and the sand line drawers

And she said, what I heard, she let go of the little strings holding her together
She said, what I heard, she took hold of the hands that had been pushing her

The day they laid him down mouths all over town
Would kiss her on the cheek while their rolling eyes would meet over her shoulder
The rumblings they grew 'til a storm came through
But long before it struck, as their tongues run amok, she was rolling in faster

Just thinking 'bout the sympathetic smilers and closed teeth liars
The hypocrites praying in those old church pews
All the, "Oh bless your hearts, this must be so hard"
The gossiping mourners on each street corner

And she said, what I heard, she let go of the little strings holding her together
She said, what I heard, she took hold of the hands that had been pushing her forward
All the years and all the days she didn't go, he didn't change
Until the day, the day they laid him down

They'll say they didn't notice, but as they think back on it now
In her eyes and in that house, she's never been there anyhow

And she said, what I heard, she let go of the little strings holding her together
She said, what I heard, she took hold of the hands that had been pushing her forward
All the years and all the days she didn't go, he didn't change
Until the day, the day they laid him down