Carey Alexander - The Wordsmith

You're not alone, you're on your own

Just on your own
Your heart is of stone
I'm hard to the bone

I sewed my own mouth shut, but it was not enough

I turned my words into the knife that's stuck in my side
It spurted no blood, I sure felt the cut

I took to the wild, I drank up its wisdom
I'm so desperate for any cure, I found myself leaving much thirstier

You're not alone, but you are sure, sure on your own
Oh, sometimes the facts don't make you whole
No, they don't
Oh, I think till I am down
I dig down for my sound and sound it out

I dug six feet deep into that ground, I laid myself down
And it was enough till I picked myself up
Or did Margaret?

Into the wild and I drank up that wisdom
I was howlin' for any cure that I could score
I should endure the horror, but I scorched the earth
And torched your world

You're not alone, my boys and my girls
Oh, you are not halves, you are whole
We hope
Oh we hope we're not alone

I dug myself to hell and called it home

Just pain for me when you became my kerosene
A heavy load
I took to the heat and felt the burn
A heavy load that atlas holds
I mined my heart, I tried to find the perfect words
Shitty load of rotten words
That feared to speak and need not to be heard
You do not need to hurt, girl

I'd break the clocks if there was time

I found a vat of gasoline
You light me up and then I burn, it seems
Fire shines on through the dark

Sort the strange from morbid things
We love to make the thoughts that shake ya

Strange comforts we trust when a mind turns to mush
Did I drag the lake?
And dig the graves?
Shit the bed today?
Torch the earth and play?

Shine a light on the sordid, strange and morbid things
We burn and pray a lot

Written by:
Carey Uhl

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