keep climbing into my head without knockin'
and you fix yourself there like a map pin
on this ghost of this street where i'm
livin'
i'm in a chrysalis and i'm snowed in
darling, darling that dam's gonna give
it's inevitable the way that you live
bottles in brown paper and a mouth that
slurs
all the shit that it stirs
let that dogwood blossom
there'll be hell to pay in heaven
for you take every street home
what happens when you're in too deep to
break
loneliness keeps you constantly awake
what happens when the passage of time
appears
you see yourself as a child and it brings
you to tears
you say that you're troubled and you always
have been
uncomfortable in your own skin
so you contemplate the riverbed
turn off the dark thoughts in your head
darling, darling that dam's gonna give
it's inevitable the way that you live
bottles in brown paper and a mouth that
slurs
all the shit that it stirs
let that dogwood blossom
there'll be hell to pay in heaven
for you take every street home
Someone spiralling into the deep murky depths of depression. Drinking themselves to death with the hope of blotting out their thoughts and emotions. The brown bag indicates possible alcohol addiction and "the shit that it stirs" indicates all the controversy and rubbish alcohol may cause the person to say/do.
Alcohol isn't helping, if anything it's making matters worse, causing isolation despite having people around. Causing bad thoughts and feelings of no escape from these dark thoughts. So much so that the only way out is to take ones own life.
It's as though it's in the 3rd person, someone looking in at what this wonderful person, so dear to them is doing with their life. This Dam's gonna give, indicates they cannot sustain this behaviour for long.