Everything Born

You fell asleep in a dress But it was cold and I was a mess And so was our house I guess we all find some kind of way to drown Your sister watched television While your father avoided collisions And figured he'd be kind to himself In another lifetime If there's a vacation If there's a war Some time to commit To some windowless chore Take me to that feeling A place I can mourn Everything born I'm edging closer to truth I have my reasons for avoiding it, too We're in a waiting room Buried benеath everything elsе to do Just hanging out with a dream It gives me things I know I'll never keep One breath in, two out Like the smoking cough of a rodeo clown If there's a vacation If there's a war Some time to commit To some windowless chore Take me to that feeling A place I can mourn Everything born I'm feeling better with beer I keep an eye on every neighbor here But every door in town Is sewn up like your wedding gown If there's a vacation If there's a war Some time to commit To some windowless chore Take me to that feeling A place I can mourn A place I can mourn Everything born