Down Through

Down Through - Red House Painters

I walked down

The hill

Sluggishly

And frail

The wind blew hard hard on me

I imagined it your ghost white body

Making love with me

I walked down

The hill

Found you crying at the window sill

There lies the bridge of our lost dreams

I want to see it once more before I leave

I still feel the sting in my hand

From when I hit you

I keep your picture tidy and safe in a shrine

And hope that in time in time in time

We'll have a house on the shore

That showers my soul

Washes away the violence

That runs in my blood

Drains the pain that I've caused you

Down through