The Bleachers: 25


lines fade in so much thicker than before
not been my day month decade or more
something lay buried there behind closed doors
something was waiting for me outside in the hall

glazed eyes reflect in the windows of the bus
concrete faces with hearts far beyond lost
the comfort of numbing is feeling nothing at all
so Valerie come and take me away from this all

thanks. thanks for using me up and then spitting me out.
thanks. thanks for using me and and spitting me out.
because i know things now and i know you know.
i know things now because i know me now.

thanks,thanks,thanks,thanks: for using me

the quarter century mark passed but i don't trust it
the quarter century mark passed but i won't trust it
the years they rope and wind forwards but i can't trust them
the years they rope and wind forwards but how can i trust them?

the shadow of my bloodline it hangs over everything
the shadow of my bloodline it moves over everything
the shadow of my bloodline it gloats over everything
the shadow of my bloodline it coats over everything