Ugly Tongues - Foreign Organ

This Time Tomorrow

I was sleeping in a cell in your bloodstream
Waiting for a slit to come and set me free
You kept me safe and warm in your veins
You kept me real close when you needed to escape
When you're tired of this place

I was sitting in the backseat waiting to leave
Loving all the symptoms October always brings
Your voice was dissolving into an echo
Some half written song
I sing
When I think I'm alone
Driving down these highway roads
Everyday
Everynight
Every week
Miss your company

Skulls were collected
Hand selected
Hand crafted
Into head dresses
With feathers and beads
Strands of hair and some teeth
Bones were collected
Disconnected
Filed and shaped
Into necklaces
From past ceremonies
To curated antiques

Credits
Writer(s): Christopher J Cooper
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