Dawn Oberg - Cracks lyrics

There's a tear in your eye And a soldier in your throat What did you have to sell To get into this boat? There's a storm in the paint Raging all the way through You've dropped anchor here The maelstrom is you From Larkspur to the Tenderloin Journey that spans the realm of the coin Distant as Marrakesh Proximity of spirit and flesh With angles so sharp and unkind As to sever all you hold as true You keep close to your heart the cracks k**ing you The possessed mandolin Plays a dark melody The room that you're in Gives up nothing for free Black, orange and red Colors of your bed The canvas conveys How well you hide the dread