Cordial Greetings

I made my mind up yesterday
I'm gonna look the other way
I'll put my spork down by my tray
And see if someone noticed

I've got no bills left here to pay
I've got no money anyway
If I could find a place to stay
I guess that'd be a bonus

I - never wanted much before
I - guess you gain desire by force
I - would like to change my course
Selection, it doesn't offer much
protection from this living corpse

This is the way I say hello
Inside this cordial envelope
I ain't no Michelangelo
I could never stay inside the lines

I feel more like a starry night
Underneath the golden whisps of light
Maybe my psychic friend was right
You shouldn't read the signs

I - left my carriage at the door
I - don't wear slippers anymore
I'd - rather stay and scrub the floors
Then go out and be something that I hated once before

I'll rip my head wide open
And everyone can read my mind
I'll rip my heart wide open
And everyone can see inside
I don't want to hide emotions
That might keep me up at night
I'll bare my soul to anyone
Who says that it's alright.

I changed my mind again today
I found a hair that's turning gray
I have a thousand things to say
I guess it's time to say them

I - just stopped by to say hello
I - guess I'll cry a little though
I'll - make the rest up as I go
I've opened up my eyes enough, to see the snowflakes in the snow

Credits
Lyrics: St. Amand

Guitar: Smith
Bass: Newman
Drums: Schwaninger