Leo Di Croce

Lyrics

Please scratch
The back of my brain's got an itch
Remind me again, it's getting better

I work, I go to school, I play
I read books and I know things
It hardly matters

I remember when I was little
Sitting on the side door steps
Wondering and wishing and I was worried.
My chin slumped and I hummed out loud a song about a horse
I twanged the guitar parts with my tongue
And I waited on those steps forever
I waited forever
To this day, when I hear that song, I feel so alone
But I remember how good I felt when I finally saw your face
Your face finally and forever didn't seem so long after all

I wonder how—or if at all—a tree feels
The wrinkled bark apparent and wise
Speaks to me when I touch it
And underneath, hidden and dark
Tender root footings blink at an earth age
And dance to my drum beat footfalls.
Could it land, I would have my soul visit a place in a tree
To finally grow slow and wonder how—or if at all—a human feels

Please scratch
The back of my brain's got an itch
Remind me again, it's getting better

I work, I go to school, I play
I read books and I know things
It hardly matters