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The sun came down and crushed me under its weight,
and the stars came out from the noise floor of the sky.
I held your hand in that hour of impending goodbye
as if by holding on I might make you mine,
but you don't belong to anyone,
not even yourself.
At best I might let some crude idol of you
inflect upon my oscillating mind;
at best I might leave my dead desert and
enter through some side-gate your vibrant garden
and dwell in its branches,
and catch scent of its sweetness.
I've loved these hours safe within your sphere,
but it's not love that won't let go of your hand -
no sickly lust for stasis could you sate,
no want wired for some shining distant life;
you're going away and I'll never make you mine.
You're going away and I'll never make you mine.
I was born to lose you.
Just to love and to lose you.
from What Ails Us,
released September 10, 2013
Harrison Lemke - guitar, harmonica & vocals.