Ten Dead

Lyrics by：Jeff Tweedy

Composed by：Jeff Tweedy

Produced by：Jeff Tweedy/Cate Le Bon/Tom Schick

I woke up this morning

And I went back to bed

Ten dead ten dead

Now there are ten dead

Turn on the radio

This is what they said

No more no more

No more than ten dead

Stacking stones and strands of light

I feel a little bit home

Most of me is out of sight

Hollow honeycomb

I'm tired when the day breaks

I'm tired when the day ends

Righteous righteous

The way my life will bend

The way my attention bends

The way that my knee bends

A scratch on the cheek

A father to fight

I was too weak too cold

Mostly night I was mostly night

Not enough light to hold

Up over the mountains

Down beside the sea

Ten more eleven more

What's one more to me

I woke up this morning

And I went back to bed

Ten dead ten dead

Now there are ten dead