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The flare and fade clear. You spill sentiment like a shout. I’m half-awake to hear you say: “it all ends now.” Forget words said but not kept-- each omission, or edit to the script. Assess all our outstanding debt. What is lost? What is owed? What is left?

The confines of false charm grip you tight, but caress your skin. It all feels right, but what a lost cause to be so close to something vacant. May every loose end and sound bite stripped of circumstance, wash our wounds, our eyes, our hands. Let it blur from a distance-- what is lost, what is owed, what is left. What is lost? What is owed? What is left?

Space and time.

Now time moves slower most nights. Wait for dawn to break, then take each day in stride. I won’t spend anymore of mine searching for sum love-- I think in time it finds us.

So keep open eyes. Keep open eyes.
And you will know when it arrives.

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from It Finds Us, released January 1, 2013

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