Deck Wine - Marietta

Today broke my balance worse than before

My guts are out, they’re crawling on the floor

Give them some help, they’re tired and poor

And I can’t break whats more than habit, but second nature, it’s not my outfit,

but how I live

These hospital rooms knew us better than we knew ourselves

Summer death, some are dead, watching from the bookshelves

The town faded when the smoke quit movin'

Lonely shapes who needed more than big things

It’s autumn now so please forget me

Let me explode, become minimal and disappear

It got so pointless looking for family when no one’s here

There’s nothing else left to believe

Not even my TV screen

You caught me alone, with tired homes, and withered

Neighbors always getting younger

Dying off, waiting for winter