To Make My Peace With You: Gray Bird

Gray Bird

Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now
Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now

He’s coming home tomorrow
He’s coming on that big gray bird
He’s coming home tomorrow
“Love you forever” were his last words

Drinking hotel water
The bathroom sink in the late, late night
Can’t escape tomorrow
With neon blues under cold white lights

Raining on the runway
Can you hear them crosswinds moan?
Raining on the runway
Today they bring your good man home

Flags of our fathers
Flags for our mothers widowed
Bullets for the angels
Salute the dead as they bring ‘em home

Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now
Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now

Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now
Feel better in the morning
But I’ll be here for you now




March 17, 2007