Time & the Sun

The asphalt pulled itself back
 Like arms of their own conviction
 Now watch as I harvest grand pianos
 Out of your shoulder blades
 What a disaster
 Distract me from the world ending around me
 What a sweet disaster
 How do we get out of here?
 Take me through this
 Slipping through the words
 Distract me from the world ending around me
 Look around
 They're just faces passing by
 There's no wonder why
 There's no wonder why
 You left yourself on the edge
 You left yourself on the edge
 Anna, I don't remember where you're from
 But I can feel you pressing against my pen
 From the other side of the page
 I'll leave you salt and guillotine and a curtain call
 Put our problems in a poem and abandon it, unsolved
 I'll keep my feet down instead of lifting off
 But I'm just a fucking whore
 I'm a hand of God trying to pull the Devil out of a black top hat
 Anna, come back
 Take me through this
 Slipping through the words
 Distract me from the world ending around
 Leave
 Don't leave yourself on the edge
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 Take me through this
 Slipping through the words
 Distract me from the world ending around me
 You left yourself on the edge
 You left yourself
 You left yourself on the edge
 You left yourself
 On the edge
 Let me go
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 What a disaster
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 What a sweet disaster
 What a disaster