I hear his heart beat without sound
I see the boots of lead sink in the field
I want this feeling to go as clouds go in their direction
I am the chord around his neck
I pretend to be a train and move on
I feel my mind going numb as the memories keep beating & beating in my head
I touch a current of crystals.....& for once feel in heaven
I worry thinking of the day his body will sit beneath the earth
I cry as I hear the bells ring
I am the chord around his neck
I understand two seasons of autum have passed by
I say my home town is an empty station
I dream my father's desires towards me will flow like singing notes
I try to make my life a colored jar
I hope I go without air & pay for my guilt
I am the chord around his neck
