From the recording All for a Little


Well they all tell me when I
joke I miss the point
I circumvent my grief
I smoke it like a joint

But I can’t help myself
It’s how I learned to walk
This is the language that I
spoke before I talked

See, back where I come from
This is how we love

I’ll punch you in the arm
Before I open up
I’ll sit in silence as I
Hold my empty cup

But when she cries on my arm
I know what to do
I say “we’re fine, now let’s go
Out to get some food”

Mind my sarcasm
take it like a hug
mind my heavy sighs
I'm trying to survive

Back where I come from
this is how we love