The Man Who Ate Too Much

Eight thousand miles away
My life is still packed up in boxes I was positive
I would sort out in May
I keep telling my friends that "it's strange"
How many times can you say that
Before it's not strange
Now we've spent all summer in the winter on
A stingray that was hacked to pieces
And ash points to the giant in the mountain
And he asks me where his arms is
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs
We sing I wanted to get back to New York
And now it isn't looking promising
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And one of these days
I swear I'll take a second for me
And one of these days
Swear to god I'll get out to the sea

Eight thousand miles away
A man in a white house refuses to face his own
Pain why should it matter what lives really matter
Why bother to open your heart
When there's pussy and fame
And we put our money on the study of an army
That relies on terror
And Ash points to the statue of the captain
And he asks me what it's there for
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them in the songs we sing
I was hoping New York would open up
And now isn't looking promising
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And Lou gave a history book of New Zealand to me
And today we met somebody nice and her name is Rosheen
I've spent eleven years chasing
The summer ain't karma a bitch now
It's endless December stuck in a house
Where the post won't deliver stuck
In a book by a paralyzed writer
Trying to read to my son by a sliver of hope
From a broken light we'll have to pay for
It's no kind of life for a kid to grow up in
I guess i'll stop taking these prenatal vitamins
Christ what a waste maybe someone could use them
But I can't keep having to
Look at them
Look at them
Look at them
Look at them

Eight thousand miles away
The man in the house gets a little more broke every day
And who says what's real and what's fake?
You've been lying so much for so long I don't know what to say
And i keep on telling
All my friends it's
Not that bad
But that depends what bad is
And Ash points to the family in the story
And he asks me where the dad is
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing I was hoping
That you would open up
And now it isn't looking promising
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And Lynda let ash play her pinball and loaned us a car and Jude
Showed us the orchard and where all the good apples are
And Izzy keeps bringing her toys that
She thinks Ash would like a mouse
A moana, some books, and a little white bike
And Lou gave a history book of New Zealand to me
And today after school we'll drive over and visit Rosheen
And Rosheen and her kids made the most beautiful
Christmas tree out of driftwood they gathered
From her house by the sea
Out of driftwood they gathered
From her house by the sea
Out of driftwood they gathered
From her house by the sea