Anything - Mark Eitzel

When did you decide that the chill would never leave your bones

And none of the coats you wear would ever keep you warm

Liquor and pills

See your pain far away in the mirror

Why do you only see yourself when you’re looking back

Through the eyes of a stranger

Your mother always worried you’d be a sad old maid

Alone and sour as a glass of lemonade

But you’re not alone — you should know that by now

I’d give anything to be where you are right now

Have you lost so much

That none of your tiny wishes can find a toehold

Have you been recast

As some odd character that has no story to unfold

My mother always worried I’d be a sad old maid

Alone and sour as a glass of lemonade

I’d give anything to be where you are right now