Look outside for a little bitty boy,
it’s a stupid big world with a scar on the land
And too many times you kill your old man
In the back of your head and you don’t understand
I cannot fathom the depth of your sorrow.
Take you to your house find the photograph
And something breaks down the back
And you know sometimes you didn’t speak for a month
And we all shut down took a drink for your son
In the pass-time trade, where the wagers are high
You found your slot, and took to the heights
In the killing fields in the back of your head,
Take a long black drink and shiver in bed.
I cannot fathom the depth of your sorrow.
Upside down, round and about
Get the feeling slammed in, get the feeling slammed out
Inside out, you’re full of doubt,
And the walls cave in for the black of your sin
I see red, you see black
Tear your skin, alas and alack
Up the stairs, into your head
And the walls cave in our sins are un-said
Toll breaks, church bells
South wind, sex sells
And the rain pours in, the rain pours down
And the days float by and the rain pours down
I cannot fathom the depth of your sorrow.
Rain pours in, rain pours down, days float by, rain pours down
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