PORTWINE

Even the sun seems to lash out in disdain, disdain Another tray, drain the beans and choke the pain, the pain Older eyes, tell me I should just praise, just praise As they speak, 'lashes closed 'bout yesterday Long ago I used to pray, that all this'd go away And I would come back once again, and live the dreams I'd saved But in my dresser there's a shirt, I just can't give away So it just sits there in the dark, forever to remain A memory with a stain Count the years, cause there's no point in counting days, in days You build a body, but can the soul fight to remain, remain Feed the squirrels, wonder if we're just the same, the same Fill the tub and spin the cycle once again, again Long ago I used to pray, that all this'd go away And I would come back once again, and live the dreams I'd saved But in my dresser there's a shirt, I just can't give away So it just sits there in the dark Forever to remain A memory with a stain A memory with a stain