The Freemont Junction

The Freemont Junction

The Freemont Junction

lightning-struck trees and window panes
overgrown bricks and termite strains
children running through plastered walls
stairs only lead to certain falls

tell me what you've done to me
what have you done to yourself?
is this me or am I you?
is it my eyes that see askew
or is that just the way you grew?

The window grins from overhead
It was never alive, so how is it dead?
With question-mark ceilings and nothing inside
im sorry to say i tried, i tried

tell me what you've done to me
what have you done to yourself?
is this me or am I you?
is it my eyes that see askew
or is that just the way you grew?

Your parts are scattered all around
you better run, we've broken ground
Easles and light-poles in mud in the back
and whatever the hell you can fit in the shack

tell me what you've done to me
what have you done to yourself?
is this me or am I you?
is it my eyes that see askew
or is that just the way you grew?

Symmetry broken is symmetry fixed
The feelings I get are unevenly mixed
do you want me here or not?
Can I remember what you forgot?
And this is the point, and this is our strife
You shit of a house lived a shit of a life