Lightning Rod

Heart attack Junk in the box I've been here so long I'm starting to rot And you're taking my fear Selling it in jugs Back on the playground, My knee socks are bloody I need someone to toss the confetti At the ticker tape parade I'm falling for myself Look to the flower She used to be pretty Don't say a word, But she's drying out slowly You have the answers I have the car keys Lightning rod Straps on my shoulders I'm searching through windows For rain & for thunder That could bring to merciful And this overdrawn way Carpet burns Up to my elbows It's time that you learn I guess I should tell you That the things you know about me Never were true Look to the flower I used to be pretty Don't say a word, But I'm drying out quickly You have the answers I have the car keys --- Lightning Rod - Jenny Owen Youngs