Hang Your Head

When the walls of your world start to peak inches over your head
When the plane spirals down with the tail and the engines both dead
When the boat in the storm comes apart at the seams
When the worms and the maggots eat all of your dreams
Just remember the words that the sorrowful victor had said:

“Let me ask you, honey, have you ever done something
Just because you wanted to?”

For the time when your foot's in the face of someone on the ground
For the feelings you hurt in the course of a night on the town
For the shame that you know on the following day
For the courting of death and of dangerous ways;
Remember the words, weave the syllables into a gown:

“Let me ask you, honey, have you ever done something
Just because you wanted to?”

Bring your eyes over
Bring your bones over
Let me be a place for you to hang your head