Medicine Bottle Lyrics

The song Medicine Bottle is performed by Red House Painters in the album named Retrospective in the year 1999 .

Giving in to love
And sharing my time
Letting someone into my misery
I told it all step by step

How I landed on the island
And how I swim across the sea
And it crosses my mind
That I may [Incomprehensible] in me

No more breath in my hair or ladies underwear
Tossed up over the alarm clock
Blood dripping from the bed to a neatly written poem
Heartfelt last line reading

There is no more mystery
Is it going to happen, my love?
There is no more mystery
Is it going to happen, my love?

"It's all in my head", she said, "Morning after nightmare"
"You're building a wall", she said, "Higher than the both of us
So try living life instead of hiding in the bedroom
Show me a smile and I'll promise not to leave you"

It happened under a rainy cloud
Pa*sing through the dark south
We went into a big house
And slept in a small bed

I didn't know you then
As well as you love me
We talked about side lines
And we went on separate ways

And we went on separately
I found you overseas souvenirs
Holiday greeting cards
Those long forgotten high school fears

"It's all in my head", I said
Banging on the piano
I've not been so along
The thoughts kicking in the womb

I drank so much tea
I put my letters in college
Around the block I walked and walked
Pretending you were with me

Not wanting to die out here
Without you

The hurting never ends
Like birthdays and old friends, we forget
There is fresh blood and blood is human
Trading phone lines

Trading lines
Unwilling to face
That love is found on the inside
Not the outside

And like a medicine bottle
In the cabinet, I'll keep you
And like a medicine bottle
In my hand I will hold you

And swallow you slowly
As to last me a lifetime
Without holding too tight
I do not want to lose

The thrill that it gives me
To look out from my window
And sky without houses
From my world in my bedroom

It's all in his head, she read
In a girlfriend's self-help book
It's all, 'cause he's making
A war with himself

Like two sides of a wall
That separates two countries
He shuts out the world he once knew
To love you

Not wanting to die out here
Without you
Not wanting to die out here
Without you

Red House Painters - Retrospective

Jul 1999

Medicine Bottle