Evening Hymns

Broken Rifle
I'm grappling for something to hold ontoLetting out miles of line so I can find my way homeWhen everything is up for discussionYou're running, running dear just to catch your breathYou're sending me signals that I could believe inPushing my hips to the edge of the ledge to look downWhen everything's wide open before youIs when you'll pull back and explode and it'll all go downThis broken rifle's got a bullet with your name on itAnd I'm trying and I'm trying to line you up in my sightsBut you're hard to pin down when you're moving like a riverBut I'll try and I'll try to put out your lightsI'm building a stone wall I hope will protect meBattling gunshots, these thoughts of rejectingWhen everything falls so softly before meYou come, pull in, touch down then destroy meI'm napping, I'm napping my afternoon awayThinking we'd be better off picking up, getting awayThis is how I'll spend the rest of my daysMaybe oh maybe I will be okayThis broken record's got your name right in the middleAnd I'm pushing you, pushing you out of my lightsI carved your name into the back of my fiddleThat I play on the pier in the dark to call you in from the night Aus Songtexte Mania