The sickness had finally passed
Eyes/ I was pressed up against the glass, like a ruin
I’d swallowed it up until now
And I swear I’ll never know how
I always said that soon
I’ll walk out of this empty room
There’s a bond between you and me
And some things you can’t unsee
Like a catchy tune
I’d help you up, so high
And I swear I’ll never know why
Why you gotta be that way?
Why’d you have to say…
Here it is, but it’s not here
Here you are, you’re so unclear
And now we are the jokes
Cracked from year to year
Because here we are
But we’re not here
Remember I had that dream
That time wasn’t even a thing?
We were in your room
I cradled you up, so close
I swear sometimes it was just like a dose
We’re laughing like a couple a’ loons
Cuddled up like two teenage raccoons
Here it is, but it’s not here
Here you are, so insincere
And now we are the jokes
Cracked from ear to ear
Because here we are
I’ve written these words so long
Sucked up against the song
In my own vacuum
I’d squandered it up until now
And I swear I’ll never know how
I let you light into me
When the darkness was so plain to see
So far, it’s been so near
But here you are, and here’s your fear
And now we are the jokes
Cracked through all these years
Because here we are
But we’re not here
“Portraits” is a collection of expertly drawn narrative songs with sharply observed lyrics and rustic instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 25, 2022