The Hole

Oh, you shouldn’t fall inside the hole with your old girl
And no, it’s not your fault
You are a wonder, you are a wonder
And the damn daylight is slow
When you’re worrying how long it’ll be til' you go
Outside, the garbage is piled up way too high
I wouldn’t blame you if you leave
It’s not the way your world’s supposed to be
And when the coals are on your seat
And it’s taking all of me to breathe I tell you run but you stay right here
Here, here, here
Just the taste behind my teeth
And the bullet in my knee
You keep me, darling you keep me
From up and sinking in the sand
And like the buzzing of a lamp
And like the aching in my aching hands
You are the constant in my constant
You are the salty air in my sail
You are the salty air in my sail