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Stayed awake counting tiles and making lists. You know me, unbroken thing, wouldnât you say? Youâll age beautifully, serene and meaningfully. Court the moments that build to your history. Iâll walk carelessly, aimless and questioning. Iâll sleep alone again. My voice, my songs canât wake the dead. We wonât stay close, or speak up, or let go. So let the ground rise up and swallow me. Separate, on your way, just let it be. Depart and displace, and move on, and donât wait. Let the city come take my soul to keep. Separate, on your way, no losing sleep. Stayed inside, cynical and wishing I had your penchant for making light, or whatever you say. Youâll go willingly, complete and confidently. Sitting and waiting, patiently inviting. Iâll go questioning every everything Before itâs old and disinteresting, before our chapter wanes in consistency, let these clinging hands stay separate.
- Album:
- Since Before Our Time
- Ailments