Foggy Lilac Windows

The holes of highway bones are filled
 But the tolls of highway loans are billed
 To the board of directors of boredom, here
 So I slept outside the worried exit
 And hurried to avoid the decrepit
 Hordes of fallen Lords, I can't afford'em, dear
 But overwhelmed is a laughing word
 To say you've taken for granted stillness
 On an ever-moving planet
 Was the glacier's falling heard
 Was the crumbling porch's utter realness
 Made of ash or made of granite?
 Oh, I'm so longing for my mama's kiss
 And scratching my old lifetime's back
 That simpleminded tenderness
 Is a pity that my searches lack
 The graveyard breathes reality
 But reality's blurred outside my gate
 No matter if I hesitate
 The foggy lilac windows come
 And dumb my number one ambition
 And it's too much repetition
 The south was knee-deep in the weeds
 And I was in a plank-wood parlor
 Every flame from every mouth was only worth a dime
 Feeling easier to move than shifting reeds
 I was wearing my times on my collar
 But my colors don't get bright in season's time
 Your biggest grid did shrink and sink
 In one night's walk of blindness
 To foreign sites where bright lights find you out
 When evolution is extinct
 And lurking is a fossil's kindness
 And there's no one left under our sun to sign you out
 And the piano strings are damp and deep
 And the honky-tonk is breaking free
 And the second-grader that you keep
 Beneath your skin is next to me
 Ah, who likes, who plays these games
 And who is clutching to the reins
 'Cause I scurried open plains
 And the foggy lilac windows come
 And dumb my number one ambition
 And it's too much competition
 And that bleached canal was rare
 And Ma was there
 And no one dared to care (about tomorrow)
 The road is bare
 I go nowhere
 And all the joy that I'm aware (is food for sorrow)
 The loft upstairs is unprepared
 The billboard fields are stoned in pairs
 The gravel layers and river dares
 And the air is very weary