The Roadside Crows - Rest Well Lyrics

His yellow fingertips
On a fresh cigarette
His hands are shaking, they're shaking
'Cause she ain't home yet
Dog waits for his owner
Good boy, sit and stare
The gargoyle of Tressider Road
In his old plastic chair
He liked to hold me down
Takes a weak man to push a kid around
Well that kid remembers
Those words that were said
Words like worthless, like useless, unwanted (Man)
Echoe in his head
And I remember blood
All over the lino floor
She started shaking and shaking
Man, I thought we'd lost her for sure
He held too tight to what he loved
Scared of not holding on, quite tight enough
From ashes into ashes
And from dust into smoke
Rest well in the memory
Of the promises you broke
He held too tight to what he loved
So scared of not holding on, tight enough
From ashes into ashes
And from dust into smoke
Rest well in the memory
Of the promises you broke