sabine ganezer linfield dept. of music senior capstone presentation
You see I loved him But now she's left me & that's really all you need to know
She left him stranded on the half of the story that doesn't float and my smoke signals choke our inhalers while the life boats keep sailing away...
But what am I supposed to say?
Dappled promise in shards on the kitchen table beneath
the weeping willows laughing so hard they cannot breathe
The treehouse is haunted by all of the sounds that almost could be
in this song, but the laundry I drowned in the river
set them all free
When my heart was all wrong, and the butterflies inside it
were painted too swiftly by colorblind pirates in a wonderful rush
to go racing the frigate that dreamed about sailing in space?
When my real has gone false, and the train cars on the wire
have fallen like summer to whomever bids higher;
Desire's a slave that can only buy freedom with somebody else's chains?
Perhaps we're falling -- or maybe we're flying still
All I know