04.15.08
keyboard 41508
One hand on melting keyboard
One hand on melting keyboard
Behind a pane, one eye on the road
Reach back for air, reach back for air
Hands above head, come on reach. Reach!
Breathe in, take it in like aqueous breach
One hand on melting keyboard
Far fewer days when sunlight gives way to wind
Far fewer days when barometers threaten cracked skin
Far fewer days left to lock myself in
One hand on melting keyboard
The lint in my pocket is as gray as dust
The lint in my pocket is as gray as dust
And all the dust in my windowsill, rust
One hand, one hand on melting keyboard
The cracks in the paint smell hot with faith
Living above my carpet, the wraith
I put on my shoes to stay safe
Seven o’clock, the sun will not wait
Eight o’clock, the sun will not wait
My eyes go bad while the sun migrates
One hand on melting keyboard
One hand on melting keyboard
One eye on the closing blinds
One eye on the closing blinds
artpredator said,
April 16, 2008 at 10:26 pm
love:
the cracks in the paint smell hot with faith
!!
firewings said,
April 17, 2008 at 11:28 am
Song lyrics. Get your acoustic guitar out and write yourself a boxer dropper.