Cut my losses clean

Think I’m on the brink now

I started something, now        I came here differently

I started something, I don’t

Understand

The parlance of fate

The usual way

The semblance of faith You’re frozen in place

The waxing again          You’re growing in frame

The cresting of moon              You’re broken in shame

It’s showing again

Another year gone

Another year

Enfulged to the dark (Wasted)

There’s snow in the yard

The scratch to the skin

The winter fire

Burned much louder

When you were young

Don’t know why I’ve been so interested in the endings

Don’t take affront, now,  it’s not from a nefarious place

Just seems like time slipping away

Yes

I think I’m on the brink of something

Let it eat me alive,

consumed whole in the fire

Steps outside

Door leading back down

To the neighbors yard

I’m coming back down again

Creation traded for my blackened lung

Steps outside

How is this what it was

I’ll drown in this town again

This place lacks fine lines

It’s more of washes

The dark light softer

The grey in motion

The future tilted

But never moving

Waiting to begin

Don’t carry it all

Carry it all inside your head

Steps from you

Once knew me better than anyone

We won’t say a word

Would it matter

Anyhow

They’ll just rattled around

In this empty house

Steps from you

Know I

Never thought about this part growing up

Running errands out on Sunday

Heading down to Carolina

Playing piano in the darkened living room

Living miles from this house

Why would we talk about it now?

Would it matter?

If we did now

or if we didn’t

Would it matter?

In the scheme of

The scheme of things

Don’t carry it all

Carry it all inside your head

You act like it never happened at all

The words you won’t use

Sanity is free but it comes with a cost

Still it’s pulling you through

You’re looking at me no offer involved

But the way you used to

Bringing me back down the bathroom floor

And I’m back in late June

And I’m whispering softly

“What you done, Dear?”

“Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall.”

“What you done, Dear?”

“Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall”

“What you done, Dear?”

Think this is the limit, far as I am involved

“What you done, Dear?”

Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall

And I’m trying to patch it again,

And I’ll patch it again,

And I’ll patch it.

It’s coming together no effort involved

The way it used to

You’re pulling me back to the start of it all

The words I won’t use

You act like it never happened at all

The words you won’t use

I’m holding my arms out, catch like a ball

And you’re falling right through

Sanity is free but it comes with a cost

Still it’s pulling you through

And you can’t say forever

Far as I am involved

It’s not the right use

You’re looking at me no offer involved

But the way you used to

Yeah you’d have me lie down

And bark like a dog,

But there’s things I won’t due

Whispering softly

“What you done”

Bringing me back down

“Dear”

The bathroom floor

“Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall.”

“What you done, Dear?”

“Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall.”

“What you done, Dear?”

“Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall”

“What you done, Dear?”

Think this is the limit, far as I am involved

“What you done, Dear?”

Darling, there’s a great big hole in the wall

And I’m trying to patch it again,

And I’ll patch it again,

And I’ll patch it.

And I’m trying to patch it again,

And I’ll patch it again,

And I’ll patch it.

And I’m trying to patch it again,

And I’ll patch it again,

And I’ll patch it.

And I’m trying to patch it again,

And I’ll patch it again,

And I’ll patch it.

Town is tall

Overgrown

In a different way   

This town is wrong

What is conquered

Worn on flagstaff

And walk around

A little while

I’m in a different space

Paragon

Young and lost

in the fourth street station

Staithes earth

Brought to heel

Driving slow

Start of snow                      There’s no air for breath

it’ll be 4:15

by the time we’re home            I can’t live in cement

   Let me out

Driving on backroads Getting out

so you can sleep       Let me out now

where the light won’t reach

You’re killing time

Living life out in the highlands

Maybe I’ll find my way out before the year

Sing you songs

like these

With lesser themes

Dear I’d make a fool of me

If I could see you when the frost had cleared

I know this place

Gives new meaning to the high life

But I’m not cut out for walls

That rise this steep

The sonder’s gotten soft

All these people look like props

I’m sure they can relate but not to me

I stood for hours

Waiting on that

Bus tooks years

In the port authority

There’s a sadness

Words won’t make

(This earth is softer

when it’s viewed from darkened cars

speeding home on empty roads at half past three 3)

Feeling tied down here

And everywhere

But right now I don’t even care

My silence is the song and you’re the theme

(I don’t mind

There’s a certain

Kind of silence

Being in a crowd

Speaking out loud

The faceless way)

This earth is softer

in the quiet dusk of winter

Got too many things

In my head I can’t face

I think too far ahead

the longest term in the fleeting sense

It’s easy to forgive what’s not took place

84

Gonna be

parking lot

a couple hours

I’ll be sleeping with a soundness that a grave

Never seen, I swear

Blackened road

Start of snow                          

it’ll be 4:15

by the time we’re home

Drive on backroads

So you can sleep

where the light won’t reach.