We dug up our roots
Devoured our boots
It preyed on us like a dangerous drunk
We went on the run because payday did not come
Spent a lot of time suspicious of our histories unkown
And beating back our sorrows
I am your marrow your family crest
I am the arrow that is buried in your chest
We burn fossils for light
In the dead of night
Little gravestones all along the road
A white gloved hand in a shiny black body bag
We'll follow it down and hearken to the call of our bad news
In the tea leaves and the tarot
I'm not aware of
Whatever is next
I am the arrow that is buried in your chest
Free in the priesthood of the car
We drove into summer's arms
It broke the momentum of our fall
Our savings hid inside a racket ball
Pressed our clothes between courage and fear
The certainty of our taken for granted years
Tape recorder notebook pens
That's as heroic as we get
The wind through the leaves
Cuts my skin underneath
My fingers slip as I take another drink
The pain floats between like a blood soaked shirt in the sink
Trapped in your veins this is the simple heart attack of love
For which you risk all your tomorrows
You are the sparrow
You are the nest
You are the arrow that is buried in my chest
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