Calling Myself

They called me in the night

They asked me if I could come

I told them I had never seen

The places where they're hiding away

So they let me see the day

And I kissed the sinning earth

And I lived in peace

I waited for it to end

And so they called me in the night

Dirty bottles washed in rum

They asked me where I'd been

They held me till the yonder dawn

My heart and my clothes long gone

Fleeing to my flaming hearth

And so I lay in the grease

I waited for it to end

And then the morning sun, she rose

And I ran for bitter life

I ran to those memories

And I laughed and I cried

And I sung and I tried

To make me a better man

Than the nightly shit

I waited for it to end

And when the next sun grows

I know where I'll find the knife

But I can't afford the fees

For living and for dying

Growing and denying

I know where I ran

And there I'll sit

Waiting for it to end