MERRY GO ROUND
From the painful rays of daybreak
Ripping the darkness out of your eyes
To every kiss with bourbon breath
Your Daddy didn't hide, he didn't hide
From the cracks of his backhand slap
To your Momma's blue-veined hands
That held her rosary so desperately
In case she didn't understand
From the broken-hearted playground
In the lonely afternoon
To the violence of little boys
And the crying in your bedroom
Until the wind blows right thru you
And the rain doesn't get you wet
Until your lips move constantly
But you can't say nothing yet
Until you ride that horse in circles
Going up and coming down
Round and round...
It's a merry go round
From the bitter tears of helplessness
Falling from your Grandma's face
As they strap you to a stretcher
While she quietly packs your suitcase
From the money that you stole from her
To the long line at the clinic
Waiting for a day's supply
From the phone booth on the freeway
When there's no one left to call
To the porcelain god you pray to
In the public bathroom stall
From the milky white of heroin
As it bubbles and it soothes
To the dirty sheets you lie on
With nothing left to lose
You pass thru like thunder
You pass thru like rain
You pass out from under
Goodbye could have been your family name.
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