Heavy (I returned to my gentrified hometown to heal a hurt so that I might hold space for another)

*is

Rerecording. Fits better on this album. Kat: vocals, keys

Forward, backward, stalling for answers
Take this pain that I got
write a song in the Walmart parking lot
Keyboard on batteries and resting on my knees
Do you see what I see? A world gone half crazy

This land is not mine on this side of the redline
was I here years ago or maybe another lifetime?
Could you be my neighbor
or sister
or stranger?
Are you a kindred spirit or just a demographic?

This pain’s becoming useful and saying quite a mouthful
Don’t feed me what you think I need ‘cause it ain’t too helpful
I’ll make my way back to you when I am good and ready
until then, I must grieve ’cause life is so, so heavy