Bride - Time lyrics

I got a raindrop on the tip of my tongue If I get all I want I will have to give you some Im the beggar, the thorn in the brow I am the cross you force and twist into the ground bu*ter so stiff that it wounds my bread Got a dew drop omelette an trash can lid Aint got no loafers to warm my feet Funny paper stimulates comic strip heat Crack vials breaking like a shotgun blast How long can the sounds of a cat fight last Howling at the moon for friends who have pa**ed On Sunday well fly black flags from the mast Ive been hurting deep in my soul Does anybody have the time Holy Ghost Diesel is the smeel of a Mississipi grill Played trombone once for a delta dollar bill Pull the snow around me snug me like a blanket of wool If a lie here to freeze to d**h Id be another fox hole fool I got nothing new its used, borrowed and spent Good Friday, Ash Wednesday, and a pocket full of lent Living in a box of cardboard and gray Made a window, made a sign, woudnt mind working a little bit I cant sleep, I cant think Life has poured me a gla** that I cant drink The rim is jagged like a razors blade and has left a scar that will never fade My thoughts are daggers on every nerve Life is a slow song with dirt words When I get to heaven will I wear a mask That is a question I must ask