Heirloom

She buried me in powder in the rain
She buried me in sapphire wicked pain
After she carried me away
To a place I hadn't chained
After she put out my last cigarette on her boot

A woman makes a boy out of a man
When he thought he knew
just how he'd play his hand
Who's barking orders at the rook
Make him pay for time he took
After she backstacked every key
that's what she'd do

And you, heirloom, had your room painted blue
and you showed me how the crow flys
from your eyes
And I don't mind
I'll do what I'll do
but I won't cry when I leave this town.

She buried me in progress on the range
She bullseyed from the hip as if she'd aimed
After she heard my complaint
'bout a place where I felt safe
and how it changed with the elegy I knew
This world has made a boy out of a man
Oh I thought I knew, but I don't understand
Who breaks the reins to which I took
Makes the rules I overlook
Just when I thought I knew
I thought of something true

And you, heirloom, had your room painted blue
and you showed me how the crow flys
from your eyes.
And I don't mind
I'll do what I'll do
but I won't cry when I leave this town.

And you, heirloom, had your room painted blue
and you showed me how the crow flys
from your eyes.
And I don't mind
I'll do what I'll do
but I won't cry when I leave this town.