Cymbals Eat Guitars
Cold Spring
We drove a hundred miles that dayTo see a Halloween parade Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring Parents holding hands with Pale Death's infants Shivering on the courthouse steps in polyester robes And exposed bone thermals March them down to riverside square Your teeth gnash together as you chew an Excedrin On the way home The empty parkway wound its way back through charred black pine Just like a wormhole Hickory death rattles into stagnant tracts of skyLike warnings whispered Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a century And where are you As lives are punctuated by moons I've never loved you more than when you said "I'm so scared of all the things I risk with kids I never knew existed"Time machine rotors ripping holes over Freehold Constellations rearrange and orbit 'round the steeple of First Presbyterian Church I am Bear Mountain SongtexteI am entering orbit ohI am Bear MountainI am entering orbitOn the way homeThe empty parkway wound its way back through charred black pine Just like a wormholeA bridge becomes an island when the ends are disconnectedWind is feedback Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a centuryAnd where are you
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