Accessory Cloud - Mothers

Charmless truth I seen you

Dressed in children’s clothes

Where the wind goes

I don’t care to know

Lawless like your mother

And hopeless as our father

It holds us by the ankles

It drags us down the road

The hallway caught us smiling

I held a toy knife to your chest

Said kiss me or else you’ll get it

You laughed and touched my neck

Your silence is coming home again

Your silence is coming home again

Let the wind blow

And bring you back again