I wish I was on a finger of land
dislocated from an angry hand
Pushed out, curled up, it's going to land
The closer I get, the harder I get hit
and it's going to sound just like a freight train
when you hear that train sound you better run
And I'm so brave I'm on the bathroom floor
chewing my finger like a gun
waiting for the hurricane
There goes all the trash, up against the wall
There go all the flags winding round the poles
The wind beats my head like the back of your hand
blows my eyes shut, whips my hair into knots,
O Say did you hear, that crash on the tracks
by the time they heard that whistle it was too late to run
And I'm so sad and I'm so lonely
I'm chewing my finger like a gun, waiting for the hurricane
Stay away my love, the closer you get
the harder it hits when you're gone...
dislocated from an angry hand
Pushed out, curled up, it's going to land
and it's going to sound just like a freight train
when you hear that train sound you better run
chewing my finger like a gun
waiting for the hurricane
There go all the flags winding round the poles
blows my eyes shut, whips my hair into knots,
O Say did you hear, that crash on the tracks
by the time they heard that whistle it was too late to run
I'm chewing my finger like a gun, waiting for the hurricane
the harder it hits when you're gone...
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