She’s from before

LETRA

She’s from before

I must tire myself out now
Or my bed will be tunnels and creeps
I must look right at my baby
Or the mirror will play on me

Ancient love, she's from before
Hail Mary, all the light leads to her
Good grief, no, grief is not a cure

I wanna know the one that I'm named for
I want to understand this shame
I want a son named for my hometown
I want to end the mourning game

The west burns but the east will bleed
My ancestors haunt most cities and towns
So I tour to try and talk to them
Can't have these thoughts on my own

Ancient love, they're from before
They walk with me, they smile, they mourn
Good grief, no, grief is not the cure

I wanna trip back to my hometown
But I overslept because it rained
I gotta tell you it's been a lot these days
It's time to end the mourning game