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You lay in a bathtub when I let you go,
You'd asked me before but I fought,
Like when we first met, you said
"let's end it here because loss is a place
where everyone's caught"
But the yarn slid from your fingertips,
You stepped into the black,
I wish I had the strength to be there,
When you make it back.
I fumble around in the lost and the found,
I'm hopefully hopeless at this,
I don't know what it means to go out and drunk,
Or to live for chance meetings,
To clench up a fist,
Or to talk like I know who I am,
Staring down the storm.
A beautiful stranger looks on,
This desperate tempest is born.
She was a tourist in love with Jim Morrison,
I was obnoxious and loud,
Her sister was Emily, burning with youth,
She was loved, I was old, we got lost in a crowd.
And I woke with this blissful empty sting,
Left sleeping in the past.
Nothing happened last night,
But I'm free in this sadness at last.
Fuck the lies, fuck the past, fuck the promises made,
The future's a car crash, we can't look away.
And it's easy to fall into comas of sweetness,
The body remembers the feeling so vividly.
Wake up, the dead will walk again.
It's time to lift the curse.
Make beginnings from these ends.
Return this to the earth.
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