Bob Mould - Hanging Tree текст песни

Another exit on the freeway

Another bridge I cannot bear to cross alone

And Ive been on the mend

Ive been getting ready to change my name again

And once I had a love so fair

Once I had a reason to keep on

Left a paragraph taped up on my door

It said "dont wait up cause I aint comin home"

So Ive been driving far and wide to find my call in life

Been looking for a place where I belong

I guess a little pain never killed anyone

I guess I feel that way again

I cant come clean, I cannot stay

Got no reason to explain

Ive been here too long, I need a change

And I hope youll understand

Stained glass window never gonna carry my name

Been laid to rest in a field of sticks and stones

And above my head all thats left are footsteps

Of some kid too young too far away from home

So dont send me invitations to your big parade

Place of residence unknown

In my eyes there is no compromise

There is no calm before the storm

These things happen all the time

Should I throw myself from the hanging tree?

Is there a place for those of us who dont belong?

I havent found it yet