Sisters - Radical Face

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain

Hands folded across your lap and the dull work of paints across your face

Mom down the hall Bible pressed to her chest

When she swore the devil hides in everything

And her room was the only safe haven left

She watched you scrub through our new paints

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something's in the way

You had held my hand while the wind whistled our dreams ending time

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something's in the way

Never knew what it meant to be whole and free

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something in the middle

Something's in the way

Neither one of them moths stray from these different paths only they can see

But sink or swim is all they say

Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train

We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins

And I gripped the bags like they might fly away

And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid

We sat and soaked it in

I felt your breath along the way

I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart

And you'd hold my hand if you felt us slipping back into the dark

Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall

Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all

It's empty