Oh, father
Your thick hands
Are no match
For my quick legs

Oh, mother
Your sweet gospel
Will never save
What is happening here

This house is just a frame
Holding together
These sirens and the snakes

All the lovers
Eventually leave
But the boy who sleeps on the floor
On the floor beneath us
Never hears a thing

All the holes punched
All the fists
All the secrets stored between boards
All of it
All the holes punched
All the fists
All the bridges we burned to get here
All of it
All the holes punched
All the fists
All the secrets stored between boards
All of it
All the holes punched
All the fists
All the bridges we burned to get here
All of it


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