Eggshells Lyrics

Eggshells lyrics

She slees with the windows open 

 yet she's still locked safe inside 

 and to block out the sounds of the city's commotion 

 she turns her fan up on high 

 yea she lives just far enough away from home 

 to see the whole scene 

 and down the street the kids throw sticks and stones 

 and end up on the the TV screen 

 yea they throw their sticks and stones 

 and end up on the TV screen 

 and she used to walk on these gracefully 

 but now they crunch beneath her feet 

 I guess she must be changin' 

 there's just no way to keep it neat 

 and her father still barks like a soldier 

 returning from victory 

 but now eh's much older 

 and that bark isn't as scary as it used to be 

 yea she watches his self torture 

 no one left to abuse but himself 

 but still her memory scorches her 

 and she struggles to love herself 

 her memory scorches her 

 and she struggles to love herself 

 and she used to walk on these gracefully 

 but now they crunch beneath her feet 

 and I guess she must be changin' 

 she never was to good at stayin' in her seat 

 and this town grows hungry and restless 

 hungry for what I ain't sure 

 but they're sweepin' the streets of the trash and the homeless 

 and raisin' the rent 

 and breakin' the poor 

 and I used to walk on these gracefully 

 but now they crunch beneath my feet 

 and I guess I must be changin' 

 there's just no way to keep it neat 

 I used to walk on these gracefully 

 I guess I must be changin'...