Sovereign Seal

[Verse 1]
The mailbox latch gives a Tuesday morning groan.
That government eagle staring you down to the bone.
You trace the return from a Burlington desk,
Put your thumb to the paper, put the silence to the test.

[Chorus]
And that's your name, under a sovereign seal.
So why's the victory taste of nothing real?
You waited for the water, but the well is still dry.
Another kind of border in the corner of your eye.

[Verse 2]
You stand at the mirror by the kitchen sink's dull gleam,
Trying to see the man from some half-forgotten dream.
The lawyer on the phone said, "Son, you're finally free."
But the cicadas are screaming the same damn song to the trees.

[Chorus]
And that's your name, under a sovereign seal.
So why's the victory taste of nothing real?
You waited for the water, but the well is still dry.
Another kind of border in the corner of your eye.

[Bridge]
You planted your whole life in this borrowed red dirt,
Just praying for the rain, and waiting on the frost.

[Outro]
Just the weight of the card in your worn out denim jeans.
Yeah, the weight of the card, and what it doesn't mean.