Lyrics
There is a scar on my knee
If I were to open it up
Cold metal dragged across warm tissue
What phantom would I invoke?
It'd smell like the cologne of men I used to love
Sound like a chorus of dogs barking
Crickets in the warm night
Your old friends singing tone deaf
with their windows down on the 101
It'd taste like cookie dough
salt water
Lies on your tongue
c mix of ginger and pennies
Like that time you left
too many pieces of your soul
Between soft thighs
It'd feel like trainers on a gravel hill
Sliding before they catch their grip
c 7.1 earthquake in the back of your throat
Your mother's fingernails on your back
When you were eight
It'd make you afraid of the dark
cfraid to admit
You closed your eyes one September night
In your room
Yellow walls
School outfit laid out
cnd woke to find 5475 days had passed
While you were sleeping
It wants to be alive again
With a handful of pennies and ginger
c mouthful of promises
In the cologne of old lovers
That you used
Singing tone deaf on the 101
Windows down
While dogs barked
cnd crickets chirped
On a summer night
In the autumn
There is a phantom in my skin
I am not afraid of
It knows a language I used to speak
Before I had a tongue