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This song is about a fisherman!
But I didn’t write it

If we were all made from dust
Then why are you so new?
I’d rather your focus be understood than alive
But the lark can never tell what’s real
Let alone relive itself
and connect to the moon

We were sunburnt so we couldn’t tell that we were both blushing
I didn’t get to blame all the feathers on the ground
You told me to swim rather than to molt
So I thought talking was a good response

Love is awash, so my thoughts are what rule me
And improvising is so interesting
Because it’s not your instinct that kills the meaning
But the potential that gives it feeling

Just accept you want a bed to fall on
But I still don’t want wings
So you pulled the mattress from over the glass
And when i landed my own sight cut into my blood
But my heart beats the you out of me
By connecting us three
To the rain

You are not like me
You’re not like me
You are not like me
No, you are nothing, like me

I love your music because I can’t be apart of it
No wonder you stopped recording
but kept writing
I thought I punched your jaw hard enough
But your tongue is still there anyway

And the bird’s song is so complex
That i wanted to design just one gear
But I just had to start with a cycle
And not be just

Now I think… you are the nest
And I found myself by making you
But looking back I took everything from what I already knew
And made a story out of better ones

That’s why you flew into me when you became silent
I can’t believe I thought there was a storm
Or you had trouble breathing
When there’s all this water in the air

You don’t like me
You just don’t like me
You just don’t like me
Your bloody one winged

Crow washes off in the rain
While the Raven flies ahead
It’s path covered by the very flood it pierced
and there’s no waves
no shoes to clean
the rain has stopped in place
there is only light, but nothing to make a shadow
so the dust becomes stars!

Darkness is just nothing caused by something
And there the bird stays
Not floating, not lying
It has my eyes
And your latest attention

You should have seen me when I was me
You should have got me when I was you
You should have been me when I was young

Where we’re going, we don’t need eyes to see

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from Scattered; like a bird in the rain - an accident, released December 27, 2019

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