Border song

Couldn't find a video that wasn't crap. Tom McRae, again, been a while since last time, and then it had REALLY been a while. I guess he just comes along with the sickness. I don't really know. He always makes me think of dark waters and shadow and fire. And streetlights. Dancing. Hidden romances, suddenly lit up by passing cars, flashes on faces, feet, kisses, hands entwined. Pain. Loss. Reflections on the surface of a dark, dirty window. And movement. Up, away...

This is us. And me. And you. And many other stories, belonging to other people. Some of those belong to me as well, though, because I can see, feel and hear those like my own.

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she lies still
her eyes on fire
undressed to kill
and untethered in time
and in the arms
of a stranger
you search
for someone like her

and the music carries on
in a simple border song
you once knew

people like you
they come and they go
what's left to say
we already know
and we've danced
these shoes to pieces
and we've stood
where no one has stood

and the music carries on
in a simple border song
you once knew

and I guess I've said it all
and I guess I've said it all
you can climb, but you will fall
and I guess I've said it all

you will walk
you will walk
you will walk out of here
you will walk
you will walk
you will walk out of here

and I guess I've said it all
and I guess I've said it all
you can climb, but you will fall
and I guess I've said it all