conversation with a demon

sun is shining… On a morning fresh rain… copperhead making he's making his way… slowly through the grass a baby reaches he’s reaching trying to say hello In the last seconds a mother sees she scoops him up right away that's a no no baby don't you touch that snake he’s gonna bite you don't wait and see…. [chorus] the demons are gone but some pieces are missing the pain that circles when I think of you brings me back to that room in the aftermath the pieces that used to be you holes in the wall I couldn't be there… I was too busy running running from snakes in the grass running from demons of our past baby sat on the alter of death she saw a demon he was waiting inside his eyes plans thwarted his sacrifice by sane minds a baby saved again electroshock therapy got rid of the demons but left out some pieces [chorus] the demons are gone but some pieces are missing the pain that circles when I think of you brings me back to that room in the aftermath the pieces that used to be you holes in the wall I couldn't be there… I was too busy running running from snakes in the grass running from demons of our past a baby grew up and came back he settled into cigarettes,beer cans pink Floyd and fantasies of a broken mind demons came to him he saw them stroll he saw them cackle with baby carriages he wrote songs they sang to him… and scribbled delusions of grandeur as a the world crumbled around him [Chorus] the demons are gone but some pieces are missing the pain that circles when I think of you brings me back to that room in the aftermath the pieces that used to be you holes in the wall I couldn't be there… I was too busy running running from snakes in the grass running from demons of our past the other babies came back to see saw the carnage of broken walls and a troubled mind the world sweeps this under the rug… it's not convenient it's not packaged into a nice narrative no one gives a fuck about broken minds I see him in every vagrant I drive by I see him in every guy ranting to his invisible friend as he walks down the middle of a busy street [Chorus] the demons are gone but some pieces are missing the pain that circles when I think of you brings me back to that room in the aftermath the pieces that used to be you holes in the wall I couldn't be there… I was too busy running running from snakes in the grass running from demons of our past nothing I could do he pushed the lawn mower I lived my life… I survived… He is gone now, but in my brain he has a front side table to the shrink that is my guilt His conversations are brief and sad. I’ve said goodbye many times. But he knocks holes through the walls he then talks through them…. [Chorus] the demons are gone but some pieces are missing the pain that circles when I think of you brings me back to that room in the aftermath the pieces that used to be you holes in the wall I couldn't be there… I was too busy running running from snakes in the grass running from demons of our past