The Hole - Laura Stevenson

Oh, you shouldn’t fall inside the hole with your old girl

And no, it’s not your fault

You are a wonder, you are a wonder

And the damn daylight is slow

When you’re worrying how long it’ll be til' you go

Outside, the garbage is piled up way too high

I wouldn’t blame you if you leave

It’s not the way your world’s supposed to be

And when the coals are on your seat

And it’s taking all of me to breathe I tell you run but you stay right here

Here, here, here

Just the taste behind my teeth

And the bullet in my knee

You keep me, darling you keep me

From up and sinking in the sand

And like the buzzing of a lamp

And like the aching in my aching hands

You are the constant in my constant

You are the salty air in my sail

You are the salty air in my sail