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Every Time
04:30
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the sunset seemed excessive three hours out of town
the great expanse of freedom bound our wrists by all accounts
Who was walking on the wire and who was on the ground?
we were watching one another, gasping out loud
moving air as the tightrope trembled like a tumbler topped off for a toast
so full you can’t move it anywhere
every time
last night I had a dream: there was tartar on your teeth
and you had me gently, with a knife, loosening it free
and then spread it all around like sunscreen at the beach
we were laying there for hours, your head resting on my knee
while the late-season ice was sneering from the shade
I’m gonna keep you under glass and key trapped in amber memory
a secret anniversary of a first day
every time
There is someone where I go now who reminds me of how you looked
that morning in the sunlight when I saw how you looked under glass
How many first days do we have the nerve to wait for?
I see you every time I go
every time I think of home
every time I feel alone
every time a plane flies low
every time I hear the phone
every time my cover’s blown
I see you every time
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2. |
Healing Machine
03:34
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what else could we do but go looking
for something new away from the old place
Time will pass; weeds will be growing
where they want to grow after the storms have raged
Cut the blossom of the weed, hoard the thorns, pluck the leaves
one by one: love me not, love me love me please
they buried us not knowing we were seeds.
Time is a bird with a mean, hooked beak
just waiting around to work on you and on me
Share a private wince; feel the pulse
on the inside of a wound begun to weep
Shotgun wedding, black on blue
the river’s swelling like a bruise
we were kissing in the car like libertines
when you hold me just ignore what I say
and love me reckless in spite of the neck brace
if the welcome’s worn but the room is warm
cut the bandage all the way down to the waist
wash us in the river, sparkling clean
hooked up to the wires and flashing lights
of your healing machine
I’m wide awake and I can’t get to sleep
I’m wide awake and I can’t fall asleep
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3. |
Occupied Mind
04:22
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Illinois, where the tracks get wide
Hiawatha and the sun is shining
little Seven Up poured on stomach lining
it will settle down in time
Took the change jar from the entryway
while you were busy piling up your rage
into a hill to climb to should at God
and rub your pink scars in his face
Baby, nothing’s fair we bet against the house
and you got drunk and said our love was doubt doubled down
now the table’s turning over; the fall is falling through
I miss you like the old songs up loud the way we used to do
If I could still live inside your occupied mind
the week the dog went deaf I called for her all night
when I found her I stared into her big, dumb eyes and mouthed “everything’s all right”
Panic in the quiet; tinnitus chiming
like the hangers in your closet banging wire on wire
tinkling together like when you left the first time
pacing room to empty room gathering all the clues you left for me to find
if I could still live inside your occupied mind
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4. |
Never Look Back
03:27
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If one of us is the ocean and if one of us is the moon
we haven’t found the pattern yet, figured who’s been pulling who
Turn the telescope back around; get these troubles out of view
Forgiveness does not excuse— it’s to prevent all the other from destroying you
Never turn around and look back
Before the matter was settled, before there was a name for this,
you were out dancing in traffic. Near miss!
You thought you had pulled it off, but everybody knew all along
if they ain’t picking up what you’re throwing down at least you gave them something to talk about
Never turn around and look back
Cut my hair with your pocketknife- I trust you with my eyes closed
I don’t need you to try, I just need you to know
I’ve earned what I’ve been going and I am all about the day
when we cut it all off and throw it all away
forgiveness does not excuse it just prevents all of the others from destroying you
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