Silica — Kristin Hersh

Let the ache out

Spread it around

You want to fly him in

You want him

Play a grownup

til you grow up

If you could you would

I swallowed some bad voodoo

Caught it in the gut

Wish you were here

Wish I was not

You hear someone wanting you

How can I fume

Then be bursting with kindness?

A gracious cocoon in the shadows

Were in good company

Us lefty lucys

Play a grownup

til you grow up

If you could you would

This is a touch prayer

Praying for you

Wish you were here

Wish I was too

Come see how okay we are

Come see how okay we can be

Picture her silica

Lifting her shirt to the sun

Cherry neck sea

Easy now