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lyrics
Stood thigh deep in the floodwater
Boxes of things from my teenage years
Tickets and tapes
Drawings I’d made
I lost everything I had not thought to elevate
I had to make do with
the new and less lovingly made
I caught a runaway dog in my arms
She was kind and wild and warm
Like a foreign radio signal ringing true
And we do what we hate to do
We do what we
hate to do
Slowly brutalized
over time
Only trying to tranquilize
Sing silver lines
And make numbers rhyme
I missed so much while I waited to trust myself
I had to make do with the mirror that shrinks and swells
I caught a runaway dog in my arms
She was kind and wild and warm
Like a foreign radio signal
Ringing true
I had to make peace with the friends I don’t need
And the truth I don’t trust
And the dead I don’t grieve
And the blood I don’t bleed
And the books I don’t read
And the lovers I don’t like much
But I still let in
I caught a runaway dog in my arms
She was kind and wild and warm
Like a foreign radio signal
Ringing true
I had to make peace with the friends I don’t need
And the truth I don’t trust
And the dead I don’t grieve
And the blood I don’t bleed
And the books I don’t read
And the lovers I don’t like much
But I still let in
And I don’t even question it
I don’t even question it
credits
from Same Old Hunters,
released October 23, 2020
Bass guitar: Jack Peters
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