Neighborhood #4 (kettles)

Neighborhood #4 (kettles)
I am waitin' til i don't know when. cause i'm sure it's gonna happen then
time keeps creepin' through the neighborhood - killing old folks,
wakin' up babies, just like we knew it would.
all the neighbors are startin' up a fire, burning all the old folks,
the witches and the liars.
my eyes are covered by the hands of my unborn kids, but my heart keeps
watchin' through the skin of my eyelids.
they say a watched pot won;t ever boil - well i closed my eyes, and
nothin' changed. just some water getting hotter in the flames.
they say a watched pot won't ever boil, you can't raise a baby on
motor oil. just like a seed down in the soil you gotta give it time.
it's not a lover i want no more, and it's not heaven i'm pining for,
but there's some spirit i used to know, that's been drowned out by the
radio.