A Year In The Garden Shed

from by Tigers On Trains

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When your father's lungs started to fill up,
And the sickness spread to his thinning blood
Well you pulled the sheets tight over your head,
It was you and God and a safe warm bed

And you thought love was a bullshit lie
'Til you saw the tears in your mother's eyes
And you spent a year in the garden shed,
Just to get things straight in your fuming head

When those white-tipped waves broke against the house
And the door came loose, and the dog got out
It was you and me, we were losing teeth
Saw our own ashes laid across our feet

And you drank yourself right down into Hell
It was you and God in a cheap motel
And you dug your grave on the bathroom floor,
And finally found what you were looking for

And you said,
"Death is not a curse, it's the only thing that's keeping us alive."

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from Grandfather, released July 8, 2010

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