Childhood is the eyes of my mother
The house was a rental and we all wanted to leave
The neighborhood kids would want to borrow shit
I didn't like them, and they didn't like me
Oh daddys home,
he throws a mug at my head
naked under blankets he tells me about Jesus
I find a hypodermic needle under the water bed
Driving to church in the early morning
The air smells like cucumbers and wet grass
I was thinking about death every morning
but I loved to sing that's when I felt my best
Victoria comes, Victoria leaves
Victoria burrows under my bones
Victoria cries while the night light dies
Victoria burns all my poems
Sweet Sarah, sweetheart Sarah
Go back to love land where you belong
I'm sorry I didn't love you like I should have
but I'm glad that I left you a song
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