The Milk Carton Kids

Mourning In America

The Milk Carton Kids


Fell asleep with the TV on
Finally feelin' like I belong
Woke up to a funeral song
Called you up to say hello
Left a message for you at home
Packed my dishes in styrofoam
Everything I knew is gone

It's raining in Ohio
The streets are slick, shows what I know
I hear their cries through my window
They're mourning again in America
Mourning again in America

Tied my shoes when I woke up
Drew my curtains just enough
Thought about the ones I loved
Tucked my chin into my coat
Shrugged my shoulders, cleared my throat
Walked the banks of the Ohio
Felt a chill to the bone

It's raining in Ohio
The streets are slick, shows what I know
I hear their cries through my window
They're mourning again in America
Mourning again in America
Mourning again in America
Mourning again in America

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