Put your hands behind your back
Lay down on your face
Don’t make any sudden moves
Or I’ll put you in your place
I’ll point my gun at your lovely wife’s head
Feel for the trigger and squeeze it till she’s dead
I’m takin all you have
You stupid stupid man
I don’t wanna hear it
I’ve heard your story a thousand times before
Well I got a story and it goes on and on
About how life is cruel
and you grab what you can before it ends
How long you want to live? Forever?
Without an ending you wouldn’t care about anything
The end is a big joke played on all of us
The end undoes everything you do
Reverses your tenderest acts of love
And my darkest path of ruin
Fire wakes me lickin’ my arm
casting monsters behind my restin’ form
hiding out past the docks in the trees
prayin my scent isn’t carried in the breeze
Made it to the city, made a name for myself
call me Isaac Andrew Hamilton, or
call me John Alexander Smith, or
call me anything that you wish
’s long as I can forget what I know
I’ve no idea how far knowing goes
Through the trails, down the river, to the sea
I’d give anything to stop being me – even me.
Snowy EP (2007)