[Verse 1]

From the second dinner date to the first long kiss

To the house key that imprints in her strong fist

To the slow dance steps that she taught me in the hallway

Whisper, snuggle, lay in bed all day

I keep a heart breaker pistol in my sheets tuck

Covering the carving of initials on the tree trunk

The type of pressure buried seeds break under

Choke-hold the limbs till the leaves change color from the blood loss

To the love toss like a wooden stick to a young puppy scrapping with his litter mates

Scratch until he rips the drapes

As he’s teething on the wood that was bracketed to picket gates

But it was our house and we were young lovers

My nerves separate to numb clusters

And look like lily pad patches in my blood stream

And made the love fade shattering the sun beams

But there was one thing certain

Together we brushed our teeth and closed all the bedroom curtains

And I held I held her in the sheets

We didn’t talk about life, we felt it was complete

Protected by a shell and didn’t speak

I’m guessing my intelligence had peaked cause I could not out-smart science

From her trembling “you’re gonna be a daddy” smile

To my haunted thoughts of raising up a latch-key child I had to..

[Hook]

Walk nine more months in her shoes

Cause these are not those dreams I can abuse

Soaked when my baby isn't brave

From the tummy to the bottle from the cradle to the grave

[Bridge]

And I watch her frolic over black asphalt

Simple pleasures, jubilant confusion (hi)

Guarded by the curtains of adult hands

Who disinfect wounds with amniotic fluid

There's an instinct to fail you know

It's my job to make sure my daughter is protected

Too many masterpieces weren't painted

Too many painters put their signatures upon sketches

And I chalk them over damp black asphalt

(garbled)

Drawn by the fingers of adult hands

Who disinfect wounds with amniotic fluid

And there's an instinct to fail you know

It's my job to make sure my seed is protected

Too many masterpieces weren't painted (distorted)

Too many painters put their signatures upon sketches (distorted)

[Verse 2]

And I remember pressing my ear against your pregnant belly

So I could hear what our baby seal had to tell me

The fragrance of pheromones, the season we’re sober

Massage my thumbs upon your over-worked shoulders

Cooking you cheese eggs and luke-warm pudding

Thinking of names, shopping for newborn footies

Teagan full of fire with a tummy full of water

We’re gonna have a daughter, I’m gonna be a father

My hands are blistered working two J-O-Bs

Waiting for my baby corporate servitude is lonely

November 11th of ’03

I smell the amniotic fluid bubble when I heard the news they told me

Telephone, urgent, Teagan’s mother is calling

She told me that you were lying in a puddle of offspring and weak

Cause everything that was so sweet

Was miscarried onto blood soaked sheets

So from the knuckles that I broke on the concrete walls

To the tears in the hospital bathroom stalls

From the vast amount of blood you lost in seven days

To the daughter I could listen to talk, but never raise

I poured a 40 ounce of amniotic fluid to the concrete

I wished to be an author in his prime

I co-wrote a failed motion picture with you

The plot twist: god turns water into wine

[Bridge]

Rock-a-bye baby are you fertile, are you brave?

When the water breaks the cradle turns into a grave

And even if it falls, there ain’t no pad

That can soak up the gustation period

It goes rock-a-bye baby are you fertile, are you brave?

When the water breaks the cradle turns into a grave

And ain’t nobody sober

Cause God turns water into wine before the gustation period is over

[Hook]

Walk nine more months in her shoes

Cause these are not those dreams I can abuse

And he performed it himself

Performed it himself god damnit

Walk nine more months in her shoes

Cause these are not those dreams I can abuse