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Matt McAndrew

Talked To The Sky

 

Talked To The Sky

(album: The Early Years: 2010-2011 Demos - 2018)


Birds are the omens of morning
The silent brick buildings asleep standing up
My restless mind comes without warning
As I drink down the water of a half empty cup
I'll kiss the ground where I'm going
Where rainy steel beacons are kissing the sky
I find my bliss without knowing
But if I wasn't hurting I wouldn't ask why

We laid them down in the ground
I held back the rivers that flood in my eyes
And I prayed no ghost would be found
But I talked to the tombstones and I talked to the sky

Some day I'll make for the ocean
Across the dead desert to the bright golden coast
I'm living my life on the notion
That ambition brings breakfast and butters our toast
Somebody shut down the furnace
So I pleaded with the train tracks and the fire escapes
Sell me a tall tale in earnest
Or else close the curtains and lower the drapes

We laid them down in the ground
I held back the rivers that flood in my eyes
And I prayed no ghost would be found
But I talked to the tombstones and I talked to the sky

Nothing I own is worth taking
Up to the legion with shackles and stars
I'm tired of fighting and faking
Too tired to follow processions of cars
You told me to not put my faith in
A phase of my life that's almost been closed
Well I hope that another door opens
Until then I'll try to keep myself composed

We laid them down in the ground
I held back the rivers that flood in my eyes
And I prayed no ghost would be found
But I talked to the tombstones and I talked to the sky

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