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