Bethel

[Verse 1]
I am a red, fleshy newborn
In a room of strangers can't identify
Held by the arms of a mannequin
A woman from the window of a bus at 2 a.m

[Verse 2]
I am a loud pesky child
You are the black beaded bracelet on my wrist
That draws castles and tundra domes
But won't pay attention in class or roll out the garbage
For the man in the hat with a white Cadillac

[Verse 3]
I am a wrinkled leather seat
You are ashes, glasses, an empty mattress
Abandoned home in the trailer park
Growing weeds and wishing it was never conceived

[Verse 4]
I won't be at your bedside
I won't climb onto your sinking ship
But I will be the cardinal
Perched in the dogwood as traffic passes

It passes and passes, but never stops to hear you
Play your pitiful violin into the ocean swallows you