Blood Thinner

Could have been something else
 Been hands held
 Cold fingers warmed by the touch
 Just gonna slip away?
 Woulda softly prayed
 I won't lift you up
 Could have been something else
 Been hands held
 Cold fingers warmed by the touch
 Just gonna slip away?
 Woulda softly prayed
 I won't lift you up
 The haughty pauper
 Ice in his salt water
 Nine daughters each more gorgeous
 The night caught us
 At night, hear the forest, inching closer to light rain
 The cook fire smolder, the night came
 Like soldiers on night watch
 He watched 'em get older
 Father over every shoulder
 Still it's secrets they be holdin'
 (Still it's secrets they be holdin')
 It's things only women be knowin'
 They ignored the boys joking
 The grown man who just watch, nothin' spoken
 Eyes gropin' thighs
 If looks could, leers would force they thighs open
 He scold 'em, the king of lies take any disguise
 They nodded in unison
 Hair greased, skin golden
 Night falls
 The hills come alive
 Black Von Trapps, he know he can't die
 Ride the river to the mouth of darkness, but no further
 Nine girls but if you touch a hair it's murder
 In town some joke, he keeping 'em for his self
 Idle talk, he don't indulge, when he come through they quiet as hell
 (Nobody said a word)
 Used to do the things we used to do
 The do, the things we used to do
 The things we used to do
 The things to do the things we used to do
 We used to do the things
 We used to do the things
 We used to do the things
 To do the things, we used to do
 I'm not like you and your little friends
 So don't ask why we can't be like them
 Can barely focus, guess this what they meant
 For all that hocus pocus, light gettin' dim
 Defiant, like we gon' fight 'til the end
 Go 'head, try it, but that's easier said
 I'll sleep when you're dead
 Die in my sleep, grinnin', give it a week
 That's a freak in the bed, a stiff in the sheets
 The buzzer ring, dishes in the sink
 Leftovers in the fridge, it's manuscripts in his things
 Half done, Agricole rum in my mouth like I blaspheme
 We used to do the things we used to do
 To do the things we used to do
 The things we used to do
 The things we used to do
 To do the things we used to do
 The things we used to do
 The things we used to do
 The things to do the things
 To do the things, to do the things
 To do the things, to do the things
 To do the things, to do the things
 Do the things, do the things
 Do the things, do the things
 More than that, uh, we understand that there is a complexity
 Like you did, with this man
 And the pain he's in and the frustration and, uh
 The lack of love that he experiences for himself
 That the has for himself, I think that's important, uh
 He's certainly, like all human beings
 Capable of loving, uh, in some form, to some extent, you know
 He's also physically attractive and he loves beautiful things