Our Town - OSI

Okay, hey, I’m going outside

You can put the plate back on the shelf

And it’s cold though the snow isn’t falling

The neighbor can speak for itself

And the cold hard look in your eyes

Is more than a line in the sand

When the truth gets hard to imagine

The hours get harder to stand

He’s a seasick terminal passenger

Singing this song to himself

Till the store bought soul on his skeleton

Sinks into somebody else

He’s a see saw, calm in the storm

A hurricane after the war

When he drinks all blood you can offer

He still wants more

Landing planes and rumbling trains

Are shaking the ground in our town again

Thought it twice and kicking the ice

I got turned back around and singing

Everything’s gonna be fine

I’m sure that we’ll both be

Okay hey, I’m backing outside

Just put the plate back on the shelf

And it’s cold though the snow isn’t falling

The temperature speaks for itself

It’s a moonlit reason to quit

And nobody answers the phone

But if there’s still blood left in your body

I’ll come back home