Queer Father - Dear John Lyrics

Watered and watered this garden
As I tightrope this strange line
Turn my body into an arch
So the cars can pass through

The coffee pot screams
As tears stream down its back
And I wait years and years
For you to re-enter this home

I know there's a war
Your platoon is deeply devoted to fighting
But dear John I wish you'd
Send me a postcard sometime
I can't wait here at the altar
For another 20 years
At some point I'm gonna break

A scurried run to the hospital
I'm so scared she'll cross that bridge
Everything around me has gone silent
I'm looking outside for a bird

But I remember that it's you
You'd never send me a pigeon
Anxiety rises, a marathon starts
Dick Delaware rivals you

I know there's a war
Your platoon is deeply devoted to fighting
But dear John I wish you'd
Send me a postcard sometime
I can't wait here at the altar
For another 20 years
At some point I'm gonna break

There's a world you'll never see
Buried six feet under within me
Colors you'll never grasp
A magic you could never have

Asking me to fix your brain
My dear, these hands are willow trees
I'm building lists and memories
That I know are only dreams
A desperate joke to get you to notice me
Another blow to my knees
Something tells me I gotta go
It's getting late, the carriage turned
You've shifted to someone I don't know
And I'm gold

I know there's a war
Your platoon is deeply devoted to fighting
But dear John you should've
Sent me a postcard once
I won't wait here at the altar
For another 20 years
I won't break myself for you