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Lyrics

I wish I could cite you as a seed and I as fertile soil
Cause what I feel I need is oxygen from you
But though you’re always growing I am less manure than shit
And I would only drown out all you might produce

Or maybe it’d be better said that I’m a timely shark
With an appetite for your kicking legs above
Cause even once my teeth are red, my eyes stay void and dark
And I can’t say that I know anything of love

I’ve been learning 'bout the markings of a man
And I sometimes think that if I hold your hand
I could find my home and wouldn’t need to be alone
But I know if I did it’d be a lie
So for now I’m getting used to getting by

In my estimation I’m not a patient man at heart
But could safely say I play one when I’m out
Painting me in corners when my hasty plans impart their shades
But never find a way to come about

Like the child who harbors young affections for his sitter
As he’s waiting on her validating power
To give him some foundation, which is fully pulled away
When her man comes in to greet her with a flower

I’ve been learning 'bout the markings of a man
And I sometimes think that if I hold your hand
I could find my home and wouldn’t need to be alone
But I know if I did it’d be a lie
So for now I’m getting used to getting by

But maybe what I need I’ve never wanted
And what I’m wanting is the reason I am here
Wondering if between each lofty love you looked at me
And if it felt like looking in a mirror
But I’d prefer my heart be seen than be spoken
Cause nothing it could say would comfort me
But if you came along and spoke to everything that’s wrong
I’d know it’s cause you know me as someone I wanna be
You’d see me as a man that you could lean on where you stand
And maybe I could get there by and by
Yeah maybe I will get there by and by

But I’ll for now stay silent as a grave out on the yard
Counting on a weathered slate to state my view
Cause it’s not what the dirt brings but what you bring to the dirt
That lets the dead know that they mean something to you

I’ve been learning 'bout the markings of a man
And slowly I’ve begun to understand
I think I always knew that I can’t find myself in you
But I thought for awhile I might try
To find a love that loves me in reply
And oh what change each day brings oh my my
But by now I’m getting used to getting by