You sit, and you stir
You grieve and you grieve
The same chair as your old man

Your mother's worse than you think
Sunken eyes and a withering frame
The needle quiets the longing

That poison, it fills? it fills her veins

So quiet when the pain comes

Your mother's rosary ain't bringing father home
Blood rushes with cigarette burns
There ain't no God coming to save her

So quiet as the clouds roll
Your mother's rosary wrapped on the bed post
Blood rushes with cigarette burns

On that dock every night until your head hurts

You sit, and you stir

You grieve and you grieve
The longer you sit at the ocean
You lose more time than you think

Your blood runs cold
Wind biting under your coat
Pull it tight to your chest

Your mother is praying for death
Much more than you know


So quiet when the pain comes
Your mother's rosary ain't bringing father home
Blood rushes with cigarette burns

There ain't no God coming to save her
So quiet as the clouds roll
Your mother's rosary wrapped on the bed post

Blood rushes with cigarette burns
On that dock every night until your head hurts


?You coward - this is your fault
Our family has lost everything?
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Look down at your hands and your lit cigarette
Put it to your lips and breathe it in

Everything starts to fade and your body is numb
And when you wake in the morning - you're in the house all alone