St. Lawrence River – David Usher

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Smells on the air

See there it’s crushing the final impression

The stains on the paper

Where words fell like water

Unearth all the changes that never did matter

I think it’s beginning to freeze here

Caught in the rage and the fire of things

All the brightness that burns me

I’m 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

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

Funny how quiet has slipped to our corners

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 water’s 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 it’s 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 so 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