The Wanderer
Kid A
it's hard to smile,
to form a kiss
while others bleed
thru tattered lips
it's hard to be afraid
when others fear you
so hard to exhale
when the air you breathe
would snuff them out,
and set the day to night
it's not as easy to care,
as it is to turn away
or never look at all
you don't know me, and...
I don't know the half of it
listen as I tell your children
that I am thirsty
for the blood of their Mother
explanations...
I don't even understand
I need someone to blame
I'll throw a bomb in the air
wash my hands
of their tender filth
hands...
black + blue
make them clean
maybe your tears...
could cleanse...
or pull me under
so please don't cry,
when I am gone
as I have not cried at all
in the last few moments
or even said goodbye
to form a kiss
while others bleed
thru tattered lips
it's hard to be afraid
when others fear you
so hard to exhale
when the air you breathe
would snuff them out,
and set the day to night
it's not as easy to care,
as it is to turn away
or never look at all
you don't know me, and...
I don't know the half of it
listen as I tell your children
that I am thirsty
for the blood of their Mother
explanations...
I don't even understand
I need someone to blame
I'll throw a bomb in the air
wash my hands
of their tender filth
hands...
black + blue
make them clean
maybe your tears...
could cleanse...
or pull me under
so please don't cry,
when I am gone
as I have not cried at all
in the last few moments
or even said goodbye