Concrete Pillow

How many times have I been here
I don't think it's worth the time to drive two hours home
When home doesn't feel like anywhere I could go
Home feels like a mountain in north New Mexico

Don't keep me in the same place for too long
I think I might get tired of it
But Heaven help me if say the same of you
I don't think that I could ever tire of you

We look back at our old towns
So we can say with surety we never wanna settle down
And I'd been waiting to get out

And I'll lay my head on the carpet
Or a concrete pillow
In the courtyard of the very one that put life into these limbs
Completely satisfied in knowing no one else would get why
My pockets are filled with rocks and stones and endless grains of sand

And I know they probably hate me for the crystal on my necklace
Never looking past the twisted sickness the modern age provides
Yet everywhere I look I see your face
And everywhere I look I see the smile upon your face

And I'll lay my head on the carpet
Or a concrete pillow
In the courtyard of the very one that put life into the land
Completely satisfied in knowing no one else would get why
I'd drive out of my way for a better view of the city lights

And I know they probably hate me for the feelings they've faced through me
Never looking past the twisted sickness that their selfish minds unwind
But everywhere I look I see your face
And everywhere I look I see the smile upon your face

All my tears are suddenly worth it
All my failures, well at least I've learned something
All my teeth have fallen out
But it's okay because they're already growing back
All the things I've ignored, it was always worth it
All the hours and the days, it was really worth the wait
I'm not quite there but I've finally seen
The light at end of the tunnel
Oh well, oh well, and I'll pull through



Credits
Writer(s): Rivers Shaw Iv
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