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Fading
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Geography
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And I've moved cross country
Well at least, so to speak
I struggle with my shadow who keeps watching for your feet
On the highway shoulder
Listenin' for a shout in the streets
Chin up, with Dutch courage
to a point by next week
gettin' high off of the burning by and by just let this be
or should I stop to stutter?
Just let it go, I guess we'll see
If you leave me to my own devices
Maybe I'll learn to cut my losses
if you see me through to spring
I'll admit I want this
And she said
It's none of my business, but have you heard?
have you been listening at all?
there's nothing left of northern refugees
there's no more manifest destiny
New Atlantic
I need room to breathe
Pacific February
oh please, just let me think
wax melting in the morning
Sunrise through the trees
Maybe I can find a new direction
If i'm twenty something and still lost
or you could lose track of time
while we drink our late night songs
and springtime will bloom to summer, then summer fall and sear
the autumn will slow to winter
and we'll figure it out next year
and she said
I'm out of my senses
but i once learned
that the rising tide will fall
and all your misses
every fumble for a word
the bridges burned the walls
continental flags waving
a road trip to New Orleans,
New Jersey, Carolina mountainside
Map lines drawn... Point A to B
What if you just opened your mouth? What if I just opened my mouth?
I think of Morse code telegraphs
telephones and telescopes
the static turned to heat, to sound, turn us to dust
and it's not what you think
I'm not really sure we should have this conversation
the closest distance between two points is the longest time i'm able to imagine.
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