The Man Who Ate Too Much

Eight thousand miles away

My life is still packed up in boxes I was positive

I would sort out in May

I keep telling my friends that "it's strange"

How many times can you say that

Before it's not strange

Now we've spent all summer in the winter on

A stingray that was hacked to pieces

And ash points to the giant in the mountain

And he asks me where his arms is

Another man who ate too much

And women keep grieving them with the songs

We sing I wanted to get back to New York

And now it isn't looking promising

But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove

And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk

And one of these days

I swear I'll take a second for me

And one of these days

Swear to god I'll get out to the sea

Eight thousand miles away

A man in a white house refuses to face his own

Pain why should it matter what lives really matter

Why bother to open your heart

When there's pussy and fame

And we put our money on the study of an army

That relies on terror

And Ash points to the statue of the captain

And he asks me what it's there for

Another man who ate too much

And women keep grieving them in the songs we sing

I was hoping New York would open up

And now isn't looking promising

But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove

And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk

And Lou gave a history book of New Zealand to me

And today we met somebody nice and her name is Rosheen

I've spent eleven years chasing

The summer ain't karma a bitch now

It's endless December stuck in a house

Where the post won't deliver stuck

In a book by a paralyzed writer

Trying to read to my son by a sliver of hope

From a broken light we'll have to pay for

It's no kind of life for a kid to grow up in

I guess i'll stop taking these prenatal vitamins