| Leaving Myself Pouring the milk The usual thanks I�ve warmed this seat plenty Now the seams are splitting And the dawn birds are singing Freshly born songs And they�re bouncing off my ears Many days, the bottom fell out Of my shift shift shifting world And I led myself Into the forest deep And left myself there I don�t know where That place is now And I�m worn down From the travelling I don't know anything anymore Maybe the sea can save me If it can lull me Deep enough shalome � 2005 |