Joseph Arthur - History

You're the shaded sun
You're daddy's broken gun
You're the loneliest moon
You are a butterfly dreaming about your cocoon
You're the only sound when I am blind
So I label you mine

You're the house you grew up in
You're always just arriving at your end
You're your mama's shit eatin' grin and your daddy's double chin
You're the first pair of shoes you ever went to school in And you're the kid pretending she's in prison
Behind the bars of a jungle gym

Someone's gonna give you wings
And you'll think it's what you need
And you'll fly
You'll be so high

But you're history acts as your gravity
Your history acts as your gravity