Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Now that you're home you can finally lay down
Little has changed with the weight of the rain
It is too hot here, words are not needed
On and on
You're just a kid unaware you've been sleeping
Seeing yourself as a void or zero
Are you a signal?
Where is your station?
On and on
Once, 12 years old on a fire escape
You lost your mind on a music note
Caught in your throat
Out there is nowhere but inside is endless
Taking up room till you run out of space
What is who calls you?
And you should name this?
On and On
Once 12 years old on a fire escape
You cut your mind on a music note
Caught in your throat