Family Tapes - Dead Horses

You roll your pretty eyes at me;

I know you see things that I don’t see

I’d like to wrap myself around you for a while

Your parents taught you how to dance, how to tie your shoes and roll your pants

I’ve always thought that I just can’t

Sometimes I feel trapped in my head, in a world of grey and blue and red

I’d like to rest my heavy head down for a while

So often in panic mode, I breath and I sing and I kiss with my eyes closed

I’d like to let my heavy thoughts go for a while

You pulled out your family tapes, to digitalize, to reacquaint

Hours and hours of lazy Saturdays

Your brother looked me in the face, and stole me with his bright blue gaze

I’m so happy he stayed

I saw the homeless man, checking out the Mercedes Benz

Everything was hilarious to me then

Cause I fight and fight it you see: health, unconditional love and good sleep

He’s no different than me;

We’re all just fighting to be free