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Comin' Home


Comin' Home (edit)

We're two points collapsing, supercharged from the storm
Sun-drenched in our faces, too deformed
Bliss with intent to see us peeling locust skins from the locust tree
Hang on to these places she says to me
Clearly in this afternoon
Clearly we will have to turn and come home soon

She fell into me a point collapsing
With her lovely face in the snow
The mission could be corrupted, and we wouldn't know
(And we wouldn't know)

My baby reaches for the sound
I've got my feet against the ground
My baby reaches for the sound
I'll take you anywhere you know
Loving me more as you see us peeling locust skins
From the locust trees
Hang on to the faces she screams to me
Too clearly in this afternoon
Clearly we will have to turn and come home soon
Clearly in this afternoon
And clearly we will have to turn and come home soon


Comin' Home

We're two points collapsing
Supercharged from the storm
Sun-drenched in our faces, too deformed

Bliss with intent to see us peeling locust skins from the locust tree
Hang on to these places she says to me

Clearly in this afternoon
Clearly we will have to turn and come home soon

She fell into me a point collapsing
With her lovely face in the snow
The mission could be corrupted, and we wouldn't know
(And we wouldn't know)

My baby reaches for the sound
I've got my feet against the ground
My baby reaches for the sound
I'll take you anywhere you know

Loving me more as you see us
Peeling locust skins from the locust trees
Hang on to the faces she screams to me
Too clearly in this afternoon
Clearly we will have to turn and come home soon

Clearly in this afternoon
And clearly we will have to turn and come home soon


Aphids

All awake at bedside lifting through the afternoon
Aces she says, must be by me
Problems at the rose stem
Tiny movements at the well
Faces alive to sleep by me

Communicate with the pack as well
It's good how pure we can make it smell
Around you, it always feels the same

Resting in sunspots in the fading afternoon
Aphids abound, I swear, they're only here to sleep by me

We need the light off and the window halfway wide
Aphids alive they sleep by me

Crumples of silence we are
Ringing off on our bells
Got on it
No way before us and a comfort waits in a real cell

Love-laced companions made the day slip past too soon
Aphids astound, I swear they're only here to sleep by me
Arrested movement at the rose stem at the well
Aphids alive asleep by me

Crumples of silence we are
Ringing off on our bells
Got on it
No way before us and a comfort waits in a real cell

Crumbles of silence we are
Each and all to ourselves
Got on it
No way before us and a comfort waits in a real cell


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