Sunday, August 2, 2009

I can't see New York



And you said... and you did...

Fuck, this hurts so much.

~

from here
no lines are drawn
from here
no lands are owned
thirteen thousand and holding
swallowed
in the purring of her engines
tracking the beacon here
"is there a signal there,
on the other side?"
on the other side?
what do you mean?
side of what things?

and you said
and you did
and you said
and you said you could find me here
and you said
that you would find me even in death
and you said
and you said you'd find me

but I can't see New York
as I'm circling down
through white cloud, falling out, and
I know his lips are warm
but I can't seem to find
my way out, my way out
I can't see New York
as I'm circling down
through white cloud, falling out, and
I know his lips are warm
but I can't seem to find
my way out, my way out of this hunting ground

from here
crystal meth in metres of millions
in the end
all we have, soul blueprint
did we get lost in it?
do we conduct a search for this?
"from the other side,"
from the other side?
what do they mean?
side of what things?

and you said
and you did
and you said
and you said you could find me here
and you said
that you would find me even in death
and you said
and you said you'd find me

but I can't see New York
as I'm circling down
through white cloud, falling out, and
I know his lips are warm
but I can't seem to find
my way out, my way out
I can't see New York
as I'm circling down
through white cloud, falling out, and
I know your lips are warm
but I can't seem to find
my way out, my way out of your hunting ground

you again
it's you again
I can't see, I can't see
New York
from the other side

I hum
from the other side

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