gravel
that part of the morning where my mind is playing tricks on me what’s fucked up is coming down that stranger in the mirror is me been running all around the southeast busy smiling hiding this sorrow from the strangers you meet so when i get low will you lie down sunday morning, everybody’s coming down on this side of town it’s always darkest when you leave when those thoughts flood into my brain i’ve been reckless ever since you skipped town i’ve been getting high just to float remember when i said i wouldn’t make daddy’s mistakes and you’re standing there hanging onto every word i say overcast skies and withdrawn goodbyes won’t you tell me the future isn’t so stark but you bite your lip you’ve got something you’ve been meaning to say and i watch you drive down that winding driveway the gravel hisses goodbye nothing’s left but that beating in your chest