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just in case somehow this late at night, we may meet
I take the long way around the lake and use the darker streets
you're halfway between where I am and the road stops
turning to gravel, loosening, where you are, I am not
because that's the way we like it, giving the air bags breathing room
in case they go off, safe from being too soon
because they'd never go off later, too proud, and too set
in finding the things we lost soon after we first met
each other in way outside of sense
sitting together with hands held becoming sitting on fences.
it doesn't matter, we're drunk and finding new things
and like kite strings we hope that they'll be more receptive to
hands biting into
a modern american waterloo.
ambushed by remembering the fact that I'm forgetting
who really made my choices, who took a pen to this wrinkled map
who camouflaged the 'x' as if to hide the fact
that there is something here even if my eyes don't see it
and if you're looking for somewhere to stuff your flame, oh I'd be glad to be it.

burning in a sense that molecules had first decided to be,
I'll be no loss of evidence, fire's been known to up and die in me.

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from His Irreparable Innocence, released September 18, 2011

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