Not Tunneled Lyrics

Is it a learned behavior to hate every word that falls

From my own fucking mouth

To be disgusted with myself

Or was that in the cards since 1994

Sounds like a personal question, but here we are again

Always wearing them, if not asking them

Oh, why is it so hard to ask them as a friend

The tank ran out

This time not south of Fargo

On a weekend run of shows

But it ran out in my home

Broken down and empty

On the side of my own highway

There are always things that need fixing

Like a brain with its wellness fleeting

Or a trailer tire, strewn down the road

Knuckles scraping concrete during panic

If our blood stained our skin forever

We would have so much more to explain then

More to talk about than just the weather

Driving while the world looks like a tunnel

I've lost the words to tell you how I'm feeling

But I love you, no matter how I say it

And that's the thing this planet won't be stealing

When hope runs out

And you sit in your shower, unmoving

And your childhood home says "count your blessings!"

How do you escape from that home

Well I ran to the water

It was frozen and quiet and perfect

So I stayed there, a moment not tunneled

And I thanked it through tears for existing

And wondered how we live like we do

It was a quiet trip home