Sticks Lyrics

Creation

That's all you have in your name

You've planted him

Just to watch us ache

You've refused to experience

The full embrace of what you've made

Ruined

I don't know that I could let this happen for one more goddamn minute

Watching the smoke billow out of your fucking eyes

I acted as a crutch as he stumbled those streets

And yet you just stood there with that look in your face

Laughing; Arms folded smiling

Swimming through your patience

I don't know the difference

When sticks are hands

You've only lost us

I asked him what he had done for years

He replied with words and tears

My father bought a boat so that we could share experiences

And I waited patiently and stared up at the trees

And wondered what it would be like if he were here for me

I pointed him in the direction of his house

With sticks that I had ripped from the trees

I sent him on his way down the same streets

He made lines in the dirt as he climbed the steps

He raised his head to check for anyone else I said

There's no one there there's no one there there's no one fucking there

I'll stomp my shoes at the foot of your bed waiting patiently with sticks for hands

I'll stomp my shoes at the foot of your fucking bed with sticks for hands

I'll stomp my shoes at your bed with sticks for hands