Meadow Soprano

I think of Meadow Soprano

Like someone I would've

Asked to a dance

Or made plans

And just laughed and laughed

I'm just like Meadow's old man

Oh I know she knows that I am

I can protect her with strong swollen hands

Meadow I open my window

And wait for you to rush in

Make me a shadow

Turn my pupils to pricks of pins

By the time my eyes adjust to the light

She's gone

But I'm not alone

Long as I can go

To Meadow Soprano

I am a passionate person

I got these passions that hurt

When I have em they get worse

And then nothing works

It passes everything passes

By the corner where I crash

Nothing lasts except the passions coming back

Meadow I open my window

And take a lung full of wind

Hold it in and throw it back

Like I pulled the pin

By the time the signs that the voice was mine are gone

Echoing on

All in a song for Meadow Soprano

Look at your hairdo

Are you wearing perfume?

And what happened to

The ring that I got you?

The hopes that it hides in

The cracks that it falls through

I thought about it

I've been trying to call you

But I never got through