Lumber Lung - Seward Park | Текст песни

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I hadn’t seen you for months but then there you were,
your face pulled tight like a fitted sheet, pale and stretched./
I asked you how you were doing and you told me where you’d been,
leaning on white walls and walking in circles…/

Does it take work at your hands to get you through the day?
Does it take work at your hands to let you sleep at night?
Building barriers across bridges won’t keep people from jumping,
but when I sleep at night my hands are so tired that I don’t dream./

We walked down to the beach and let the waves break on us,
as if being touched by the sea would make us a part of something./
We say keep your stake in the soil and pin notes to your chest,
wrap thread through your fingers to remember where you live and what you live for./

On a clear day, I can see the details of what’s now far away.
And though I’ve tried to understand, I still don’t know what to say./
I will walk with you to keep your limbs moving,
I can listen and wait to help you feel safe.