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A Tired Song

from Before the Bough Breaks by Jon Atkins

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The first song I wrote after those two years, I forgot. This is the second one. I regret the "let 'er rip" lyric.

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All I need is a job, I thought, while sitting in dust and collecting rocks,
All I need is a job, I said, one that doesn’t require me to get out of bed,
All I had was enough, before all this stuff. All I had was enough, when all I had was love,
I disappeared in May, and lay, in the blanket mud of the riverbank,
I got hired in June, and soon, there was little reason for me to visit you,
It’s in your cup, it’s in your cup, you are in your cup,
If you can run that fast then be my guest but the times aren’t going to show it,
If you talk that fast then let ‘er rip but the cop’s not going to like it,
You notice a frame like mine moving through the room, you had heard I didn’t make it,
You can report my mind frame back at home but the folks there aren’t going to believe it,
Because there are things that I have done, I’m not so proud of.
All I had was enough, before this stuff. All I had was enough, when all I had was love,
All I need is a job, to forgive my debt and arrest my fear,
So was hired a cross, then came the series of events that got me here,
It’s in my cup, it’s in my cup, it always was, in my cup, I have been in my cup,
If you can run that fast then be my guest but the times aren’t going to show it,
If you talk that fast then let ‘er rip but the cop’s not going to like it,
You notice a frame like mine moving through the room, you had heard I didn’t make it,
You can report my mind frame back at home but the folks there aren’t going to believe it,
Because there are things that I have done, no one is proud of,
There is a way in which I lived, contagious with that sin,
I never thought that I would see the daylight from, a coffin I had built, but you nailed shut,
I never thought that there could be a daylight love, a common resurrection for our tired songs,
Because sailing for Gomorrah has is mourning notes.

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from Before the Bough Breaks, released July 3, 2010

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