Miss Her When I'm Gone - Sean Hayes

Hunt the moment

The word

Hunt the wave

Lock the door

Eat the key

Open your cage

Invite the fool

Invite the knife

Invite the sage

One to pray

One to write

One for howling

Jump rope

Tap feet

Shake that body out

Hear that soul waxing

Them cats could put it down

Like a flare into the night to help you find it

Keep you warm and feeling right

In your wandering

Hear the rain

There is something wrong

Trace the silence

Pharma falling from the sky

That’s violence

Suicide seed

Born of a dark greed

Flipped a switch

Sold your gift

For insanity

Sun sunk beneath

The earth

Darkness

Hoist the moon onto your back

Like a siren

A time to pray

A time to fight

A time for howling

Drop a seed into the dirt

In your wandering

Miss her when I’m gone

But I’ve got to make my money

All for my lady and my baby

Going to bring it home bring it home bring it home