sinking slow lyrics – ezra furman & the harpoons

all the broken pieces
lying in a pile
waiting to be swept up
from the bathroom tile

broke my only mirror
feeling not quite right
empty little bedroom
and a long night

oh, i miss my honey so
now i’m cold and lonely
oh, and i hope she comes back home
to her boy whose heart is broke
i’m sinking slow

born into a strange world
waiting for a train
sliding ’round chicago
in a soft rain

year of no returning
hanging on the wall
praying for salvation
and a phone call

oh, i miss my honey so
and my childhood’s ending
oh, and she’s got to come back home
to her boy descending slow
i’m sinking slow

/ ezra furman the harpoons lyrics