كلمات Fragments From the Decade

Fragments from the decade are splayed out on your floor Like hundreds of locked doors There’s a story that you’re trying to find But the pieces don’t fit together in your mind Your mother was a drunkard Your father was not a saint Your sister lacked restraint And in photos you were always staring through the lens To some distant place you would rather have been Days are lonely and long Walking in place where you don’t belong Here on paved native lands Time disappears from the palms of your hands Fragments from the decade are dancing in the fire Like marionettes on wires And if you stare too long they almost Seem alive Too beautiful and helpless to survive Days are lonely and long Walking in place where you don’t belong Here on paved native lands Time disappears from the palms of your hands