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In the fall I'm your dead leaf the color you didn't see Against all of my instincts I will call In the winter I'm your ghost the one you walk through most The place on your floor that catches all your clothes When you are sober and couldn't be colder, who knows you? When your heart is sedated and you're fully naked, who knows you? Let me scrape all of the rust from your soul, then I'll disappear like the tracks in the snow. In the summer I'm your shade your tee shirt in the rain Your seasonal anesthetic for your pain. When you are sober and couldn't be colder, who knows you? When your heart is sedated and you're fully naked, who knows you? Let me scrape all of the rust from your soul, then I'll disappear like the tracks in the snow. Remember what I said at the foot of your bed I'm just your season And you are the hand in my ribcage pulling me closer into myself I hate that I can't breathe the same Do your lungs still burn for me When you are sober and couldn't be colder, who knows you? When your heart is sedated and you're fully naked, who knows you? I do. Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis
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Dead like the growth of grass in the winter time I'm left in the box that you put in the back of your mind Now the gum from your shoe is stuck on a photo of me He'll touch you under blankets but won't remember your eyes are green Fine, I'll g(r)o(w) far from you Because you know that I do what you tell me to I guess I won't be mended with my favorite color The fabric will fade But I won't ever love another Fine, I'll g(r)o(w) far from you Because you know that I do what you tell me to My heart was stripped of all its bark it came back calloused, cold and hard You're in my veins, you fuck Knock on my door but I won't come Because you can't watch me come undone I'm insane, my love. Fine, I'll g(r)o(w) far from you Because you know that I do what you tell me to Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis My words break before I can say them
You're the truth I tell myself I want to touch you like the rain does While you're sleeping I pray for your health So when I am far from your hands for a while will you think of me 'til I return? Honey I think it's your turn I'll never be much like your father I'll take care of you when I'm unwell So you can play in the devil's water then wash my brain clean of its hell So when I am far from your hands for a while will you think of me 'til I return? Honey I think it's your turn Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis Grass has grown green over the spot that I lay
A place for you and your lover to stand and to stay You are home I have grown quiet like things that I bought that catch all the dust from the fan in your room You are home You're all that I can't find. Samuel, don't grow old. Don't touch my skin you'll read me like Braille (I'm) the lit cigarette that you tried and you failed To stomp out And I will receive morse code from the rain I think something's telling me no one will stay In my home Samuel, don't grow old. You're all that I can't find. I'm asking Where were you I'm asking Where were you Samuel, don't grow old. Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis Be kind to your skin-
it shells my sweetheart the one that's everything I've never known who sews my arms that carry indentations while completely cavalier about her own You can feel through my pores your name in braille You're the vessel I found sailing in my veins I'm the candle you leave lit in hopes that you burn my hesitation to the ground When it comes to being loved without permission I smother every spark 'til I go out You can feel through my pores your name in braille You're the vessel I found sailing in my veins I am welded to the freckles of your arm to your voice inside the dark You are the scriptures our fathers wrote upon the holy stone You're the map back to my home I am welded to your arm You can feel through my pores your name in braille You're the vessel I found sailing in my veins You're the braille. Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis I am your remains a sign you've been here an artifact in a thrift store that you leave without fear Love is a victim of my apathy You tug on the slack of our rope 'til I don't feel a thing 'Til I feel nothing nothing at all I am not permanent- the shadow sewn into yours I can look at your hands and question who I am Have I lost you (or) have I lost me For the person you just met dedicate all my songs Every last one that we listened to on our way home I am not permanent- the shadow sewn into yours I can look at your hands and question who I am Have I lost you Have I lost you So what I fall into you again I told you once that I'm not permanent I am not permanent- the shadow sewn into yours I can look at your hands and question who I am Have I lost you (or) have I lost me Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis I always told you not to bleed
but here I am with lacerations right above my knobby knees I never said to ask the same of me This is how I cope with losing what I need You don't know what you do I always told you not to smoke but now I think the red and whites are growing cancer in my throat Since you left I've started to grow old You don't know what you do I'm sorry that I'm doing everything I told you not to do If I had a choice I swear I'd choose not to If I had a choice I'd choose not to But I never had a choice in losing you And I was reciting wedding vows but life's a foreign language to me now Every line you fucked up in my head is another naked stranger in your bed If I had a choice I'd choose not to But I never had a choice in losing you Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis I miss your shoulders
your floral dress the radio static you play when you're upset Am I just a picture in your head growing fonder the longer we've been dead You You wash me down the sink I miss your breathing on my neck- the apologies I had no choice but to accept When flowers grow from my chest pick them from the ground for the vase upon your desk You You wash me down the sink Why do you want them inside you They don't know the first thing about you I wake up with a new bruise every day I still know you Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis We pray holes in both our knees
We're begging God for different things You're frantically searching for a different me We're the only people. We're the only people on earth. I clutch our blueprint without fail You rip your half right through my nails I bleed by the gallon and it's not your fault We're the only people. We're the only people on earth. If I'm not a person then why am I preserving And I'll take my last breath if that's what you're asking And I'll make this easy forget my whole body (We're the only people) Never mind, please don't. Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis Tell me
Tell me I'm sacred- that I'm more than the bodies of the people you're not sorry about I'm losing I'm losing the argument that I'm more than the moments the quick fixes that make you feel good for now, for now for now Every secret you keep grows my garden of agony I'm going home tell your mum thanks for having me I guess I'm not worth trading your vice The worst The very worst part of this is I'd do this again if I could pretend it won't happen again and again again Every secret you keep grows my garden of agony I'm going home tell your mum thanks for having me I guess I'm not worth trading your vice Copyright © 2016 All Rights Reserved - Paul Travis |