come escape these pictures with me, these photographs
sinuous and sinful, tenuous and tendrils creeping
i feel you slipping slow away
i wish i remembered the taste of your lips,
the crackle of sparks between us that first time
like the crunch of dried leaves underfoot that september
losing time
losing my summer spent
under telephone poles
and high voltage wires
loving you
losing light
daybreak won’t come tonight
and if i shout out loud
nobody will be listening
missing you
and if in our short embrace
we find hearts of gold enmeshed as one
we take the time and celebrate
sweaty, entangled in your bed
your mother in the room upstairs
try to be quiet, we cannot shout
this magic we’re creating
could not hold itself together
losing time,
losing my summer spent under
telephone poles, high voltage wires
loving you
losing light,
daybreak won’t come tonight
and if i shout out loud
no one will and no one can
be listening,
please be listening…
we’re comparing what we could have
to a dream that we have lost
frosted over outside like
dead
dead water in your swimming pool
in the dead of winter
dead and buried, dead and gone,
dead so long the worms have taken you
home
like the leaves that embraced you
the night it was all stolen away.
…
losing time,
losing my summer spent under
telephone poles
high voltage wires
loving you
losing light,
daybreak won’t come tonight,
no it won’t
and if i shout out loud
it won’t bring it back
…whatever we may
come to find
let it be right
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
come escape these pictures with me, these photographs
sinuous and sinful, tenuous and tendrils creeping
i feel you slipping slow away
i wish i remembered the taste of your lips,
the crackle of sparks between us that first time
like the crunch of dried leaves underfoot that september
losing time
losing my summer spent
under telephone poles
and high voltage wires
loving you
losing light
daybreak won’t come tonight
and if i shout out loud
nobody will be listening
missing you
and if in our short embrace
we find hearts of gold enmeshed as one
we take the time and celebrate
sweaty, entangled in your bed
your mother in the room upstairs
try to be quiet, we cannot shout
this magic we’re creating
could not hold itself together
losing time,
losing my summer spent under
telephone poles, high voltage wires
loving you
losing light,
daybreak won’t come tonight
and if i shout out loud
no one will and no one can
be listening,
please be listening…
we’re comparing what we could have
to a dream that we have lost
frosted over outside like
dead
dead water in your swimming pool
in the dead of winter
dead and buried, dead and gone,
dead so long the worms have taken you
home
like the leaves that embraced you
the night it was all stolen away.
…
losing time,
losing my summer spent under
telephone poles
high voltage wires
loving you
losing light,
daybreak won’t come tonight,
no it won’t
and if i shout out loud
it won’t bring it back
…whatever we may
come to find
let it be right
alternate second verses from live performances include:
"i peeled back all that i had felt for you
and threw it back in your face
but things got hard, and i moved on
while you stayed in place
i can't atone for behavior controlled
and i can't make sense of this disaster"
also has appeared as 'black vesper' while performing as summer coalition
this was one i wrote june 2010 and has since become one of my most played pieces on guitar. so much emotion and so much pain went into every single word.
