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Tigers on Trains
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The Grammarian
Open all your doors and windows,
Let the lightning in your house
I have been seeing your cold face ever since my blood went south
Take a long ride to Chicago, steal some Winter, stir my bones
Throw my soul into the great lake, make a latter trip back home
You had sharpened all your teeth, painted your fingers black and blue
When ish tars' yellow smile broke my knees, I blamed it all on you
I've been tearing down the paintings that portrayed you in a few
All of my wounds had re-opened, if any of them had healed
But I was wrong
And I was wrong, I know
Thank god I can rest again
I think I have been receding into ever-thinning air
You insist that love is here, if it was ever anywhere
Felt the devil in my pillow, somehow thought that it was you
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You convinced me of your sorrow, really thought that that was true
Of course I was wrong
Yea, I was wrong, I guess
Thank god I can see again
Cross the great (?) canyon with a fire by my side
Justified some shadow of you, you had vanished with the time
I hit my face and kept on walking 'til my legs were worn and (?)
Hearing all you said more loudly, well, it turns out you were right
Right all the time
(Oh, oh)
I was wrong, I was wrong, I know
Thank god I can rest again
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