Tacoma Bound

Generous and young
Won’t you pull me like a con
And slam me like a hammer
While i’m sinking like an anchor
And watch me shake my shame
Like a flag in a parade
And wear it on my sleeve
Frail like my busted knee
Busy as a honey bee’s
Hard labor in a summer breeze
With you lying next to me
Our tandem breath a swollen symphony
This is a goal towards which you work
Not a trinket that you find
I added to an apology
About my peace of mind
The highways only lonesome
If you’ve got no where to go
I’m headed north Tacoma bound
To see an angel that i know
Change me like a chord
The minor two to the major four
A break in the clouds
A luxury that i can finally afford
Hey baby I ain’t innocent
I might of said some things I never meant
A mother would be mortified
If she’d known about the things I lied
But here in your attic nest
Where garden gnomes guard the steep ascent
Close the door like a clasp
Let it happen baby let it last