Past Due Lyrics

Past Due lyrics

Febuary always finds you folding

Local papers open to the faces

Who past away to wonder what they'er holding

In those hands were never shown the places



Formal photographs refuse to mention

His tiny feet that birthmark on her knee

The tyrany of framing our attention

All the eyes their eyes no longer see



And darkness comes to early you wont find

The many things you owe these latest dead

A borrowed book that check you didnt sign

Tools to be believed with be beloved

Give what you can to keep to comfort this

Plain fear you cant distinguish or dismiss



Give what you can to keep to comfort this

Plain fear you cant distinguish or dismiss....(multiple times)