High Tide for One

There's drilling in the morning

There's dirt that drags across my doorway

It's been thirty days since you saw me

And I'm always longing for some company at this hour

Last night I saw that man on TV

His tears tasted like silver bullet and supremacy

But the woman wasn't screaming

She remembers the same night only differently

And I don't wanna talk to you

Even if you get time to

I just don't need more work to do

No help being sorry

Sister, I can see two of you

You see a little light in me, do you wanna keep me down?

And then to the ones above you

You hold up all your shiny things and you beg to stick around

And tomorrow's hero comes to pass

You come around to kiss my ass but

I don't need more work to do

Might help if you seem sorry

High tide for one isn't solid ground

So why would I want to keep her down?

High tide for one isn't solid ground

So why would I want to keep her?

There's drilling in the morning

There's dirt that drags across my doorway