st. lawrence river
 
smells on the air see there it's crushing the final
impression
the stains on the paper
where words fell like water unearth all the changes that
never did matter
i think it's beginning to freeze here
caught in the rage and the fire of things all the brightness
that burns me
i'm fumbling through like a child in dark when the
nakedness comes i am
shocked by the colour
the glorious weight of your skin
comes alive
and i never thought we'd make it back so soon
might be nice but i knew you'd be your own destroyer
comes a time
and i always thought i'd make it up to you
here please forgive me how could we escape all the
bitterness piled upon
bitterness
held in the face of the things that i don't understand
intellectualize over
and over
this helplessness suits us it's funny how quiet has slipped
to our corners
and worn all our edges away you are watching
breathing and baiting
wanting and warming and cautiously waiting for some 
simple signal to
creep cross your conscience
uncover redemption and oh did i mention i carried you
down to the
st. lawrence river
the banks running dirty the waters begin to freeze here
solid by morning and i'll freeze here
winter by morning
comes a lie
and i never thought you'd get me back so soon
might be nice but it's only if my own destroyer
comes alive
and i always knew i'd make it up to you
i saw on your face such a curious grin as i let go your
hand i was
desperate to hold you again
but your sinking to deep in the water outsmarted myself
and so easily
gave up what i wanted
solid by morning
comes alive
and i never thought you'd make it up so soon
might be nice but i always knew you're my destroyer
comes a time
and i always knew i'd make it up to you
 
 
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