Piggy Bank from Fragile Son by Nate Sahr

I use that piggy bank you bought me
To subsidise the housing for my hope
I take a piece of me
Every morning I can breathe
I drop it in the slot before I go

I spend each day a little lighter
Soon I think I might get blown away
Meanwhile my piggy bank
It keeps on gaining weight
I gotta trade it in before I go

This gift you gave, it keeps on taking
Yet somehow I feel better every day
It turns out to live for me
Is a pretty narrow dream
I wanna give it up before I go

I used that piggy bank
I subsidised the housing for my hope
I took a piece of me
The last evening I could breathe
I dropped it in the slot and now I’ll go
I will go

Here’s my piggy bank
I filled it up with all my thanks
I filled it from an early grave
For you

Here’s my piggy bank
I filled it up with all my thanks
I filled it from an early grave
For you

Here’s my piggy bank
I filled it up with all my thanks
I filled it from an early grave
For you

Here’s my piggy bank
I filled it up with all my thanks
I filled it from an early grave
For you

I wish I had more I could give you
Better words to say
More glory to bestow you
Better music I could make

But here's my piggy bank
Here’s my piggy bank

Here’s my piggy bank
I filled it up with all my thanks
I filled it from an early grave
For you

• Folk
• banjo
• dark
• experiemental
• indie
• synth
• Seattle