I pushed it hard

That goddamn wrecking ball

And I waited for the weight to

Swing around but it never did

And the crows they fell

Around my eyes and still

No sign of that ball and chain

I pushed it hard

That goddamn wrecking ball

What kind of pendulum never

Comes back home

You start to miss it some

The way you miss the rain

The way you miss the fighting

When the war is won

But what I miss the most is knowing

Just exactly where it hurts

Is knowing just exactly what is wrong

And what I want and what I want

I miss the ghost trees

The weary midnight drives

The taste of loneliness in the

Air beyond the towns

I miss the resonance of those trigger words

That crazy one track mind

Sometimes I miss the cold

But what I miss the most is knowing

Just exactly where it hurts

Is knowing just exactly what is wrong

And what I want and what I want

I'm remembering the sunlight coming

Down in shades of blue

The sorrow of the aftermath

Tightening the noose

I'm thinking of the night that all

The lights went out

And how I learned to see in the dark

In the dark in the dark

I pushed it hard

That goddamn wrecking ball

What kind of pendulum never

Comes back home