St. Lawrence River
Moist
smells on the air see there its crushing the final impression
the stains on the paper
where words fell like water unearth all the changes that never
did matter
i think its beginning to freeze here
caught in the rage and the fire of things all the brightness
that burns me
im fumbling through like a child in the dark when the nakedness
comes i am
shocked by the colour
the glorious weight of your skin
comes alive
and i never thought we'd make it back so soon
might be nice but i knew you'd be your own destroyer
comes a time
and i always thought i'd make it up to you
here please forgive me how could we escape all the bitterness
piled upon
bitterness
held in the face of the things that i don't understand
intellectualize over
and over
this helplessness suits us its funny how quiet it has slipped to
our corners
and worn all our edges away you are watching breathing and
baiting
wanting and warming and cautiously waiting for some simple
signal
to creep cross your conscience
uncover redemption and oh did i mention i carried you down to
the
St. Lawrence river
the banks running dirty the waters beginning to freeze here
solid by morning and i'll freeze here
winter by morning
comes a lie
and i never thought you'd get me back so soon
might be nice but its only if my own destroyer
comes alive
and i always knew i'd make it up to you
i saw on your face such a curious grin as i let go your hand i
was
desperate to hold you again
but you're sinking to deep in the water outsmarted myself and so
easily
gave up what i wanted
solid by morning
what i wanted
winter by morning
comes alive
and i never thought you'd make it up so soon
might be nice but i always knew you're my destroyer
comes a time
and i always thought i'd make it up to you
solid by morning
and i'll freeze here
winter by morning