East of Tennessee

Are you a meat eater forsaking the plant?

I’m here under covers, I’m under your trance

I saw the flair that shone in your eyes

But i have grown older from hearing your lies

An old photograph that you took from a plane

Of the snow covered mountain in my mind remains

All snow left that mountain the following spring

Like you left for all yonder on wings of angels

East of Tennessee

Always I’ll be

Only I am here too far

A feast of misery

But I just wash it away

Only I am here too far from you

Gone is the widow from the window here

She married a martyr and contracts were cleared

But down in the water she’s washing her kin

To show what’s forgotten can be thought of again

An old photograph that on my wall still hangs

Is the one that reminds of a past filled with pain

Give it to another, i want not to see

Give it up to my mother because soon i’m leaving

East of Tennessee

Always I’ll be

Only I am here too far

A feast of misery

But I just wash it away

Only I am here too far

Spent all your life halfway outside

Cursing the curtains that caused you to hide

Who would’ve known I could’ve grown?

So I can finally say “I’m absolved”

Of you