Pain by the Door

Raw pain at the table

More pain by the door

My hands smell like rainwater

My heart drags the floor

I talk to the night

It won't answer me (ahhhh)

The road laid out empty

The moon cut thin

I carried my trouble

Like dust on my skin

You said, keep on breathing

I tried, then broke (mmm)

Raw pain, more pain

Still I stand

Raw pain, more pain

In these weathered hands

If morning finds me

I'll sing again (ohhh)

I ain't asking for comfort

Just a place to fall

A match in the cold wind

A hand on the wall

Raw pain beside me

More pain behind (hmmm)

Raw pain, more pain

Let it ride

Raw pain, more pain

Across the night (ahhhh)