Culver Palms

<br>I heard the truth about you<br><br>And it doesnt really read at all<br><br>Like the whipping stick you raised me with<br><br>A scared woman in a private hell<br><br>Hushed voice like electric bell<br><br>Strange talk about edgar cayce<br><br>And the long lame walk of the dark 70s<br><br>I heard the truth about you<br><br>Yeah, you<br><br>Mama they woke me up<br><br>I was deep in an idiot sleep<br><br>I was just 8 years old<br><br>I heard big words with a horrible sound<br><br>Mama they called my school<br><br>To tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown<br><br><br><br>I wish I believed like you do<br><br>Yeah, you<br><br>In the myth of a merciful god<br><br>In the myth of a heaven or hell<br><br>I hear the voices you hear sometimes<br><br>Sometimes it gets so much I feel like letting go<br><br>Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go<br><br>Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard<br><br><br><br><br><br>I ran away, went looking for you<br><br>Back to culver city and the old neighborhood<br><br>Need to know if you were really gone<br><br>Need to know if you were gone for good<br><br>I ran through the projects at night<br><br>Hide in the dark from my friends in the light<br><br>Hide from my brother-in-law<br><br>Hide from the things hed say<br><br>He said you werent losing your mind<br><br>He said you just needed a rest<br><br>He said youd be coming home soon<br><br>He said the doctors there would know whats best<br><br>He said that maybe I could go live with them for a while<br><br><br><br>I heard the truth about you<br><br>I know the truth about you...<br><br>Yeah, they woke me up<br><br>I was just 8 years old<br><br>Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go<br><br>Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it all go...