Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving - Mount Eerie

I give thanks again that long nights though they're lonely

They're lit by stars they end with suns that climb

And the moon will back me up on this just look up

But the moon won't take you out to wine and dine

Oh I know but there her hand is on my shoulder

But every evening we still hear you whine and whine

I know I know but like a sibling I neglect her

But we have no choice I'm hers and she is mine

And she is yours and you are hers and we're each other's

Oh shut up Phil you're just shouting empty rhymes

I know

The world's alone

This light's on loan until we have grown

Old enough to pay it back with our gruesome rotting

And our lives they're just long saggings of the spine

So here I sit hunched over my candle in the black night

Thanksgiving here I hug my sorrow tight