Pox - Good Kid

A pox, a pox, upon this ground

I’d give it up just to burn it down

And if they die here you can blame it on me

I’ve been setting up gravestones in my hometown

I wish I had been born at sea

Then you wouldn’t care, and you wouldn’t know me

Ebb and flow, they just won’t carry me home

It’s only water and air as far as I can see

There was a time when you would let me know

Because your words weren’t taken by your indigo

And i could write it all down in a matter of lines

To read back what we had from a previous time

My ancestral passage here

Was writtn down each year by year

But th map is too old, see they’ve forgotten the roads

And so we’re living by the creases

A pox, a pox, upon this town

I’d give it up just to burn it down

And if they die here you can blame it on me

I’ve been setting up gravestones in my hometown

I wish I had been born at sea

Then you wouldn’t care, and you wouldn’t know me

Ebb and flow, they just won’t carry me home

Its only water and air as far as I can see