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throw my body in the cold salty...
by the light of the pale bright...
I canât see you with my big blues...
youâre a far cry down the long winding...
tiny cup of coffee, scrub the groggy off me
ease the being awake
itâs funny how life changes, & whatâs really strange
is just how little time the change can take
so I sat on the porch of the bakery
with the sun in my eyes
& the sirens suggested to me
that I should throw my body...
baby I miss you, and if not to kiss you
I donât know what this mouth is for
itâs as dry and cracked as an abandoned shack
dilapidated on the south shore
so I stand on the sand at crescent beach
âcause I wanna learn
what the atlantic has to teach
and I throw my body...
I donât know whether weâll grow old together
but we have grown a little less young
how high is the ladder? what does it matter,
so long as you can see the next rung?
so I sit with the embers and the empty cans
& maybe this rut that Iâm in
is just soot on my skin
& I just need to throw my body...
- Album:
- Something In The Ether