Black soft out and I'm hushed up
Feeling my way across cracks in the plaster
You figure I'm somewhere between
A rusty nail that lost its memory
And the hole-punched sky
Thinking of you cold and pressed
Up against a woodchip floor
Under crescent songs and alibis
It's hard to know what feels right anymore
We were fireflies drunk off the nighttime
Swimming through dim lit skies
Like wishing hitchhikers, thumbs held up,
Catching shooting star headlights
I was a ghost waiting above
Manatee scars and broken sand seashells
In another summer rain and lightning is catching your face
But I'll never tell
credits
from Whiskeyjacks EP,
released August 2, 2013
Keyboard by Barry Weatherhead
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