Rearview Mirror

My feet are soaked, but I can still breathe. And I'm feeling better. Collecting bumps, collecting teeth. And I'm feeling better. Cause he loves a liar, stoking the fire. Now we're feeling warmer. In so many words she's not concerned, She's so damn sure That we're headed for a miracle Fifty miles out of town, She holds her breath, I hold my tongue. When the moments come and gone, And we both saw what we expected, And we drive home satisfied and silent. Take it with a single grain of salt (I want to) Take it with a bucket-load of salt (I want to) Take it with an ocean or a single celled devotion, That just separated, mutated, and thought. Show me all your shit, your itching scars. Tell me all of it, what broke your heart. And I'll take you down the brown Rum's shore. And we'll shape this pain into a pearl. But not today. No not today. But someway... My knees are soaked, but I can still breathe. And I'm feeling better. There's no plan, what did you think? There's no plan here. Just flashing lights in my rearview mirror. I don't need this, I can't afford this, I might deserve this so I'm Crouching down in the backseat And making deals that I can't keep with God And hoping that he spares me Cause I know that January's crouched And ready to pounce down. Oh mama, its coming now... Its floating in the ether, its falling with the rain. The sin you throttled skyward will Come back down again. And oh, my neck is soaking, but I can still breathe. The frogs are in the pot now, And they're comfortable with change. Show me all your shit, your itching scars. Tell me all of it, what broke your heart. And I'll take you down the brown Rum's shore. And we'll shape this pain into a pearl. But not today. Taking the wheel, holding the line. And I'm feeling better. I did what I could, and I'm laying it down. Now I'm feeling better. She said, "Come back to bed."