Culver Palms

I heard the truth about you

And it doesn't really read at all

Like the whipping stick you raised me with

A scared woman in a private hell

Hushed voice like electric bell

Strange talk about edgar cayce

And the long lame walk of the dark 70's

I heard the truth about you

Yeah, you

Mama they woke me up

I was deep in an idiot sleep

I was just 8 years old

I heard big words with a horrible sound

Mama they called my school

To tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown



I wish i believed like you do

Yeah, you

In the myth of a merciful god

In the myth of a heaven or hell

I hear the voices you hear sometimes

Sometimes it gets so much i feel like letting go

Sometimes it gets so hard i feel like letting it go

Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard





I ran away, went looking for you

Back to culver city and the old neighborhood

Need to know if you were really gone

Need to know if you were gone for good

I ran through the projects at night

Hide in the dark from my friends in the light

Hide from my brother-in-law

Hide from the things he'd say

He said you weren't losing your mind

He said you just needed a rest

He said you'd be coming home soon

He said the doctors there would know what's best

He said that maybe i could go live with them for a while



I heard the truth about you

I know the truth about you...

Yeah, they woke me up

I was just 8 years old

Sometimes it gets so hard i feel like letting it go

Sometimes it gets so hard i feel like letting it all go...






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