Auntie

When silence heals and bonds they tighten And bitterness starts becoming sweet Minds ponder, senses heighten Loosening my grip is necessity I should have listened to my Auntie When she told me not to speak severely I got gravel in my throat And the gravity is pulling me down It's high time to be clear on what I need And crystal on what I don't This hellish stuff it'll fuck you up Beware of pouring from an empty cup Pouring from an empty cup I should have listened to my Auntie When she told me not to speak severely I got gravel in my throat And the gravity is pulling me down I am tired I can't sing And a worn out bell won't ring so sweetly I got gravel in my throat And the gravity is pulling me down, pulling me down Let me bounce from place to place Without losing an ounce of grace I swear on my dog I can do it all I was a kid and was not thinking I could lose what I was given so easily