Fred Thomas - Every Song Sung To A Dog lyrics

So that's it? Eternity equates to forever walking towards without arriving any place? With some beasts leashed And the rest so hung up on the majesty of having two functioning feet Don't con yourself with comfort Don't talk about the future In the fur patch shaved and sutured In the tangle of tubes where I lose you Everything is changed And the rest of us remain So could we exchange our lifespans? Or would that be a sh**ty deal? My eight potential decades-- sloppy, selfish and unreal For your thirteen years of walking in one clear, pure line Even with all this ridiculous talking I can never get through And I can't get any help I can just stand here in front of you and embarra** myself So drag me out of the river in a backwards baptism Take it back to the beginning To make sure there's no revisions and we are all of one mind While we watch this reel rewind And I see myself there completely lightweight wasted on like a single drink In 2003 in Baltimore Smashing my first flip-phone on some piss-soaked alley floor corridor Crimes of the heart Crimes of the convenience store A whole history of crimes felt more important at that time I see them all from last to first as they play out in reverse I get to find everything I ever lost I get to uncast every curse See every upturned motorcycle, every page from every bible All my acid stomach mornings and my nights of deep survival See those horses in the stables Teenage tears and jumper cables See me rattled and insane from all the changes strange and mangled See that never-ending room filled up with everything consumed A pile of everything consumed to fill a never-ending room Hear every song sung to a dog on every walk with every dog.