Blame the Ending - The Panhandle Weeps Lyrics

In the corner there's a whole lotta lies
Some of us will lose our minds
Your face is pale your eyes are red
Hands trembling on a loaf of bread
Slicing it up expressionless
No reaction, no emotion
No feelings, no notions
Just this dusty room, these homemade chairs
Sun going down with its heavy black air
Freezing wind through cracks in the walls
Sick in the outhouse in a tattered shawl
Writing a letter in the candle light
Dear sir or madam, we're all out of fight
Please send assistance
Please answer our pleas
Please send us a doctor
To cure this disease
Fix our rotting trees
Tighten the belt and face the fire
Dad's leaving early hoping he'll finally get hired
And we're shivering
Numb and fading
Emaciated and waiting
Petting a cougar
Walking a ditch
Poking at squirrels
With the tip of a stick
Stuck in a cycle
Praying for rain
Watching the garden die
Slowly going insane, insane
Gather the timber
Fetch the water
It's just the six of us now
Since we lost another daughter