Where You Think You Ought to Be

a song—folk/acoustic/indie—key of ???

there's a hint of Austi on my breath, a shadow deep below my bed

that haunts the images of children we remember, cold and dead

we named them with labels from our past, our mothers and fathers,

before they've ever swam to life they're treading the waters

it's all enough to see the world around you and around me

it's hard enough to be where you think you ought to be

when the nighttime comes to life, the moon distills our tired eyes

there's pureness inside our teeth, something soft that we despise

there's cattails above our garden walls, the kind i chewed when i was young

like if i had a banjo or a harp; something soothing i could strum

it's all enough to see the world around you and around me

it's hard enough to be where you think you ought to be