There was once a way we could burn like the horizon, before your wind and snow covered my great divide. So it’s nights like these my body takes the poison because it’s belter then wasting away like a corpse in a coffin; Capitol Hill, in a lonely apartment. I know you’re heading back home. After the movie it was clear that I’d surrendered. Under her smile she bares such sharp and crooked teeth. Those last nights felt so long and never ending, because the town that we live it, it’s got no feeling. I’ve got no reason to try and make it out alive again. So I got to know right now my friend. I got to know, what’s your commitment to this cause? Are we old enough to give in? We can call it off. I got to know, I got to know. Lo and Behold! I see the smoke from her signal fire start flattening. The horizon seems to be calling me. Feeling it deep inside my soul. Like a river, down the road, I roll. I go. You said it with your eyes, just say it isn’t so. Say it isn’t so. Who knew that a masquerade could lead us to a moment? When you fade away like smoke. We were wanton, young, hungry ghosts searching for something but coming up empty handed, yet again. So I got to know right now my friend. I got to know, what’s your commitment to this cause? Are we old enough to give in? We can call it off. I got to know. I got to know. I got to know.
Micah is one of my favorite songwriters around, and also an all around gentleman and scholar. Both his solo work and his work with Two Cow Garage seem to work their way into my regular music rotation with ease. doug shaw
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