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• Artiste: Sleeping Cranes
• Titre: Ceques
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The leaves, they fell off green into the September snow Some faith in a midnight highway to carry me back home When my feet touched the city, I meandered about like a ghost Alive in my own memories, connected and completely alone With our skeletons stretched out across the tile And your head resting on the cadence in my chest Knowing goddamn well another hour Won't help me miss you any less Cursing at my compass on a magnet's head An all night drive to detox in the empty Southwest There's horses on the hillside, a creek between my toes Thinking the interstates can outrun all the things I don't care to admit to know Some blotter and a New Mexico hotel room To pan all of the piss out of my brain But all the time I spent pointing my finger Built me a mirrorless tomb where it all feels okay My fingers grazed the ceques that stretched out across your palm I tried to memorize your face so when the afterimage faded, you wouldn't be all gone Autumn stole the legs Out from under the shelter we'd made We watched our landscape rearrange In a separate state Letting your echo resonate And smother the thoughts I can't face today Looking forward to the next goodbye that I can give you Next to your letter and a telephone I wish you'd love me forever But I hope you don't.