You may be sharper than the sword your brother drew.
While working late in Toledo, 1972.
And drunk enough to slip inside his crown,
But you don't miss him more than ever now.
They don't appreciate the songs you sing that's out of tune,
And treat you like a stain on snake skin boots.
A parachute for you and you alone,
To greet you on the morning of your throne.

I know it's over now, go on kid, take a bow.
A night forever now, completely seemingly astound.
With all those knives and arrows sticking out your spine
(They ask you open wide)
Rolling over eyes bulging wide.
(They make your broken skin cry)
Everyone is nice and smiling high.
(They sigh a million sighs)
Everything they had something to hide.

Hands up children, or no one's getting out tonight.
Oh my God, my overcoat's alive, tonight.
We're slow but down, and I know it's hard
To hold my eyes around your neck.

A blank expression drawn across my face,
I put away my shame, my blame, my self-disgrace.
Apparently I'm not the only one,
To know you've never cared for what you've done.

We may be moving at a slow and steady pace,
Maybe of an ill-acquired taste.
I'm sharpening my teeth and all my knives,
And shearing all the stitches in your skies.

I know it's over now.
A ball and chain around my names.
Stow away, to an island that's only mine.
Cause God only knows why I'm alive.

Lyrics submitted by masonwilliamhatchman

A Sigh In the Juniper House song meanings
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