On my shelf
Your letter’s printed out on the back of something else
From across the room I felt it’s bite
It kept me up all night
Wondering
If time’s gonna be enough now to make everything right
Or if we just can’t make up
The space that waits between us
Then the dawn arrived loud and hot
Though the night had passed
The pain had not
Cass McCombs
Plays again from speakers I plugged into my phone
It hasn’t rung since I’ve been home and so
The tension still hangs low
Something broke
Split apart by words never spoken all this time
Silence isn’t nothing
The air it still weighs something
From the start I tried to find what’s right
But the passing years have blurred the lines
So there’s doubts about your role and mine
Just another void to miss him by
We are young
But I'm learning we're not promised clean lines in years to come
Only scars with softer skin to show
We know that we don’t know
And so my hope
For both of us is only to gain with every day
Grace for any difference
And thanks for any closeness
I know the colors all went out on you
In that sterile hostile awful room
And though always volatile and new
I hope with all I have we’ll learn them soon
credits
from Shoulder Seasons,
released November 24, 2011
Violin: Kelly Bennett
Viola: Travis Maril
Cello: Erica Erenyi
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