From The Mouth Of An Injured Head
Hold me against the floorFind something to bind my hands'Cause I don't know where I have beenAnd I don't know what I have seenBut the puzzle is carved into me
And I know that I miss youBut I don't even know your nameOh, when you're near me I feel okYeah, when you're near me I'm not ashamedAnd the holes in my head they explain
In my sleep I can hear a voiceA call, a withering echoAnd it sings, it sings all-knowing wordsBut ones I can't understandLike running water slipping through my fingers
When I'm down near the windowI feel your hands as you bind my headI'm watching birds through the open shadesI hear you wonder if I'm okOr if the cracks are too deep in my brain
In my dreams I can hear a voiceA call, a withering echoAnd it sings, it sings all-knowing wordsBut ones I can't understandHere it goes again
But there's something missingThere's something lost in my headCould you help me fix it?Could you please come stitch me up?'Cause I don't know howYeah, I don't know howThe answers are buried in me
And I know that I miss youBut I don't even know your name