letra de the victory of buckets and doors - uniform motion
my childhood, lopsided, crumbs, trouble, clear-sighted and leaning up
against the sellotape the apples back on while they were ripe, sticking to
our story every time.
we stood there, same mischief, same background, shame-chagrin with hands
behind our backs and our eyes faced down. we’d celebrate the victory of
buckets and doors, smiling all the way out the front door.
how i longed to hold her hand, how i longed to touch her face, how i longed
to hear a sound, come from that phone, from far across the town.
that night when all went to h-ll i thought we’d never see the th-rns pulled
out of our poor old toes. we’d imitate the noises that we thought we should
make, howling at the wind and our mistakes.
how i longed to touch her hand, how i longed to see her face, how i longed
to hear a sound, come from that voice, from far across the land.
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