Calico, Alone Songtext
von Anthony D’Amato

In the morning, I don't do nothing
Bite my tongue and the sun gets born
See the crows and ravens are swarming
Something must've died out in the corn

Oh I go
Twisted like a tornado
Thunder rolls
And Calico, alone

Comb my hair in front of the mirror
Scrape my skin with the razor's blade
Rub my eyes so I can see clearer
Dump the ashes out of the tray


Oh I fold
Every single hand that I hold
Just skin and bones
And Calico, alone

I get dressed in my Sunday best
Oh how I want to come clean
'Father heal me's when I'm kneeling
All I feel is in-between

So I sit and I stare
In the sanctuary air
Watch my breath just disappear
Try to act like I don't care

Oh I go
Quiet as a step in the snow
It's ten below
And Calico, alone