Passing Through a Screen Door

Cigarette smoke dances back in the window

And I can see the haze on the dome light

I'm conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home

And they keep asking me what I'm doing with my life

While my cousins go to bed with their wives

I'm feeling like I've fallen behind

The highway won

I'm listening to traffic reports one on one

Coming quietly undone

I was born to run

Away from anything good

An escape artist's son

Sun-drenched pavement in my blood

The first thing that I do when I walk in is

Find a way out for when shit gets bad and

I've been looking for

Tears in the screen door (tears in the screen door).

I've been waiting for

Another disaster (another disaster)

Terrified

Like a kid in the sixties

Staring at the sky

Waiting for the bomb to fall

And it's all a lie

What they say about stability

It scares me sometimes

The emptiness I see in my eyes

And all the kids names I've ever liked recited tragedy

Well, I don't want my children, growing up to be anything like me

I've been looking for

Tears in the screen door (tears in the screen door)

I've been waiting for

Another disaster (another disaster)

But I was kinda hoping you'd stay

I was kinda hoping you'd stay

I keep a flashlight

And a small knife

In the corner of my bed stand

I keep a flashlight

And the train times

But you wouldn't understand

How could you understand?

Jesus Christ, I'm 26

All the people I graduated with

All have kids

All have wives

All have people who care if they come home at night

Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up?

I've been looking for

Tears in the screen door (tears in the screen door)

I've been waiting for