From the recording Dead Lines
Lyrics
Present...
Present it at the counter
I'd like to return the item
It don't belong to me
The smell
Of the kitchen of my mother
The welcome
At half past one p.m.
Them songs
Of innocence and experience
Ink don't know me now
Just pages in a book
Present
Present it at the counter
I'd like to return the item
It don't belong to me
Present
The times I ran down the hallway
So the monster wouldn't catch me
Just an empty hall now
People that have known me
People I have known
Borrowed and borrowing
Brick on brick of my soul
Houses were once homes
Flesh stripped from bones
Faces stay where love was
Physiognomies and nothing more
Them songs
Of innocence and experience
Ink don't know me now
Just pages in a book
Present...
Present it at the counter
I'd like to return the item
It don't belong to me
Present...
The times I ran down the hallway
So the monster wouldn't catch me
Just an empty hall now
Settle all debts due
Lay them on the table
What was mine to carry
I can set it down
The smell
Of the kitchen of my mother
Still follows me home
Still follows me home
Present...
Present it at the counter
I'd like to return the item
It don't belong to me
Present...
The times I ran down the hallway
So the monster wouldn't catch me
Just an empty hall now
People that have known me
People I have known
Borrowed and borrowing
Settle all debts due

