she's from before

Lyrics for she's from before

I must tire myself out now Or my bed will be tunnels and creeps I must look right at my baby Or the mirror will play on me Ancient love, she's from before Hail Mary, all the light leads to her Good grief, no grief is not a cure I want to know the one that I'm named for I want to understand this shame I want a son named for my hometown I want to end the mourning game The west burns, but the east will bleed My ancestors haunt most cities and towns So I tour to try and talk to them Can't have these thoughts on my own Ancient love they're from before They walk with me They smile, they mourn Good grief, no grief is not the cure I wanna trip back to my hometown But I overslept, because it rained I gotta tell you it's been a lot these days It's time to end the mourning game