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This track was recorded in the woods

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I’ve been hiding in the mountains.
Call it a cave, call it sin.
I’ve been hearing your voice like a silence,
it’s a sword, it’s a lesson.

Well, it’s written on the walls all around us,
it’s on the tip of your tongue.
It’s in between our hands when we walk now,
it’s a distance, it’s an ocean.

She’d say, “I know your love like these floorboards,
and I’ve gotten good at leaving without making a sound.”
And I’d say, “Darling, that’s sober.
But it’s so narcissistic to think you’d wanna stick around.”

But what could I say to you now?
You’re a prayer with no end.
Some proverb, or parable, or sorcery,
To quell the meaning.

But I’ve seen the summit of your mystery.
I’ve felt the hurt in your hands.
I’m but a memory, a flash in your chemistry,
Thanks for the kind sentiments.

She’d say, “I know your love like the backs of my hands,
and lately darling, I’ve been thinking about washing them.”
And I’d say, “Sweetheart, I understand,
I just wish like hell I wasn’t the dirt you wanted off of them.”

But I got caught up in the fiction.
I taught myself all I was not.
Became a scarecrow hung by a telephone pole,
the hangman remembers the knot.

Would you progress? Would you stagger?
Your forgiveness looks a lot like a crutch.
I’m floundering around with my boundaries,
and you look a lot like trust.

And I’d say, “I know your love like this god damned town,
every corner, every alley, every street that you had me in.”
And oh she’d say, “God, that’s poetic.
Maybe when Hell freezes over we can go skate around it.”

But I’ll be a wind with no mountain to haunt.
Why did you come back here?
I’m only rubble and dust mouth now.

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from These Means Are My Ends, released January 30, 2015
Performance by Jedidiah Crook
Recording by Jeffrey Francoeur

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