1:
i don't always know which way to go
it's oh so cold, but it's nice to be home
i miss the sun
i miss the sand
oh oh the desert is gone
oh oh the desert is gone

until we meet again
the salt and the sand and the salt and the sand
i'm gonna quit shaving my beard
i can't wait to make my return
like paying the bills on the first day they're due

2:
see things from the corner of my eye
spend my whole life getting left behind
forever searching
for cheap sunglasses
and flannel shirts that i have to try and hide
so i set my alarm for 10:05, because +5 minutes is better than none

i am the rocks and the mountain
guitar's been broken since i started this,
but not so broken that i can't play my songs
i always hated silverfish coming for me
i hope i live to see the day
where people find meaning in these bullshit songs

3:
ohohohoh
it's hot
and i'm kinda paranoid
the insects inside my mind
they crawl on my skin
sometimes i feel like my future's getting ripped right away from me before my eyes

i've said it before, now i'll say it again
throw my body in the fire when i'm dead
i've said it before, now i'll say it again
throw my body in the fire when i'm dead

4:
i don't have anyone, i can really trust
you can come and go
if you must
and sometimes it seems so easy
from the outside looking in
behind the blinds
sit and watch the people go by on this sunny sunday

you were supposed to be
the winter with me
the chorus for january came to me
in a dream

5:
ohohohoh
look up and all you'll see is me
i'm the god you always hoped there would be
i said it before, all the reptiles were coming for me

the light above
the horizon
the power lines buzz at night
foxes cross the road
i hope they're going home

6:
my dad died when i was young
it's not really something that i tell anyone
the truth is i don't think i'm that sad about it anymore
so i'll put it in a song where nobodies listening

the green leaves are budding
the forest comes to life
flowers growing, flowers budding
and i'm alright
i'm dead i'm dead
i am the end
i'm dead i'm dead
i am the end

7:
ohohohoh
oh the weeks go by and i'm motionless
and the months go by and i'm emotionless
i'll burn these shooting stars into my heart
i'll carve these shooting stars into my flesh

I may be in denial,
but "i'm doing really good"
started regretting recording this song
seven or so verses ago
come with me, down the rabbit whole

8:
look at me, look at me
i'm a sucker for the desert and a girl who can sing
look at me, look at me, look at me
grave robbing your body
my head is on fire
in the end i'm just a cynical bitch, i'm sorry

oh the carrion birds, they were coming for me
out in Arizona
throw witch hazel in my cactus eyes
and i'm moving to the desert someday soon

9:
ohohohoh
i write music about nature, and passing time
i'm always ripping out little pieces of me
one at a time

down on the rocks
the winter desert
down on the rocks
the winter desert

i was out in the desert, feeling fine
the vultures ripping out little pieces of me
one at a time

down on the rocks
the winter desert
down on the rocks
the winter desert

10:
growing old by the mountain, growing cold
pass over me like the bruised apple at the store
i don't think i want to be here anymore
i don't think i want to be here, on this shelf anymore

tell me your story, and i'll tell you mine
i'm dead to me
but i feel fine
throw my sunglasses in the fire because it's over,
it's fucking over
i'd rather be out in the desert