The Dishwasher's Dream-Marah

[ti:The Dishwasher's Dream] [ar:Marah] [al:Live at Austin City Limits Music Festival 2006: Marah] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Dishwasher's Dream - Marah [00:34.63]Born with a face that life would erase [00:37.68]I chased the frustrated wind to New York [00:40.81] [00:41.59]I fell in love with [00:43.34]Monique to a Yanks winning streak [00:46.31]And we danced to the popping of corks [00:48.96] [00:50.00]I found work in the weeds of the kitchen [00:53.44]Where the seeds [00:54.75]Of my dreams I did plant in the sink [00:57.74] [00:58.67]Where the tower of plates threw [01:01.16]Shadows on our fates [01:02.94]And I had too much time for to think [01:05.87] [01:08.88]Fourteen hours a day left me little time to play [01:13.36]With my lover who slept through her blues [01:16.31] [01:17.26]As the sizzle of filets [01:18.99] [01:19.55]Was the soundtrack that played [01:21.71]While I struggled through [01:22.70]My headaches and flus [01:24.57] [01:25.52]And my vision of a day [01:27.42] [01:27.97]When we could get away [01:29.77]Seemed to sink into the suds of the soap [01:32.66] [01:33.88]That I used to make money [01:35.91]That I spent on my honey [01:38.12]For to keep her in Cheetos and dope [01:40.97] [02:04.87]One day alone with my thoughts [02:06.89]And the pans and the pots [02:08.72] [02:09.29]I was beginning to fear for our life [02:12.20] [02:13.17]While the burners threw heat [02:15.62]From out under the meat [02:17.18] [02:17.78]I lunged with the edge of a knife [02:20.52] [02:21.22]And as my blood formed a rose [02:23.99]With the sweat from my nose [02:25.88]On the face of a China white plate [02:28.71] [02:29.40]Well now we returned to a time [02:32.35]When hope was our friend [02:34.49]Instead of this bitch [02:36.02]Who we hate [02:37.20]I will fall [02:37.93] [03:22.48]When I fell to the tiles my face was all smiles [03:26.67]The sink overflowing a flood [03:29.27] [03:30.80]As sous chefs and waiters [03:32.61]And vegetable traders all stood [03:35.67]In the path of my blood [03:37.58] [03:38.65]And I began to relax and slowly unwind [03:43.36]And drift off as the maitre'd cried [03:46.37] [03:47.66]"Well this is what happens [03:49.40]When love starts to rot [03:51.21] [03:51.73]And poisons the dishwasher's mind" [03:54.70] [05:34.45]I awoke to the sound of Monique calling out [05:38.28] [05:38.87]From her nightmarish side of our bed [05:41.64] [05:43.01]My wrists were all flesh [05:45.02]There were no signs of cuts [05:46.71] [05:47.26]As I reached out to [05:48.67]Touch her sweet head [05:50.24] [05:51.11]And as the sweat on her face [05:53.51]Found a new resting place [05:55.73]On the tips of my fingers I leaned [05:59.03] [06:00.42]Into her ear and told her no fear [06:04.31]We're just having the same awful dream