letra de third coast - bent shapes
snow piled horizontal on the trees and fence
thick shadows that persist after early sunsets
i told her “everything smart’s already died or fled.”
she said “let’s ghost:
haunt the deep-fried countryside south, till we defrost
standing under the spanish moss on the third coast.”
but we’d be there that spring;
i’d told her i had a bad feeling ’bout it
she said “you get a bad feeling ’bout everything.”
hanging like locks on the overp-ss
i held a cigarette up to the headlights below
so i’d know when to ash
i was quiet. she’s right:
i’m learning too slow
that i’ll go nowhere fast
what a drag
is this one of those things that i can figure out
or just one of those things i’ll learn to live without?
if i’m waiting, i don’t know what for
whatever it is, it don’t seem worth it now
look how far i can extend my adolescence
i’m not sure, but i think that it’s impressive
that i can’t leave, head lodged in the firmament
full-grown and struggling with object permanence
letras aleatórias
- letra de mais do mesmo - alvaro dutra
- letra de cosmos - kumic
- letra de не по пути (not on the way) - асия (asiya)
- letra de luv is trap (mix) - daddy kar
- letra de eulogy - arthur boring
- letra de danny boy - night owl
- letra de life on standby - my own ghost
- letra de тень (shadow) - morokh
- letra de summer's end - dayaway
- letra de wave (campfire version) - brandon hart