Cranes

My health's declining every time I sip on something strong
But you're stronger than a thousand men
You've been to hell and back again

When you're the only thing I'm on
It feels like I could write a song an hour
It's like you hold some hidden power
Must be a tonic on your tongue

And I could be your alibi
Hide behind my paper knives
Know that I'll put up a fight

That someday we can find a home
Somewhere where our hands can roam
'Till then I'll pick up my fucking phone
And make a call just so I don't feel so alone
Inside my head of stone
And so I'm getting stoned in your name

I drive in circles listening to your songs
I'm speeding, trying to chase the pain away

Grounded by your thoughts and fears
And dirt you tracked in through the years
Not things that you can just leave at the door

Oh, minds are fickle things to fly
Eyes deceive and bodies lie
And hearts can hurt while eyes stay dry

Well maybe I did something right
By leaning into you that night
Just praying for a spark to take or fuel ignite
So we can try to not feel so alone
Inside our heads of stone
So we don't go and throw it all away

So show emotion if it's feeling right
So I can look you in your eye
And try my best to chase the pain away

And for avoidance of our many doubts
I'll pull the darkness from my mouth
And throw it to the ground so we can stay
Throwing smoke into a purple sky
Where pictures form for you and I
Invisible to passersby and cranes