mewithoutYou – Winter Solstice (Guitar)

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Winter solstice, the earth open wide

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with a heart crushed like footsteps in snow

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(((fictitious persons disclaimers implied

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to all listening from rooftops below)))

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it had rained and the air was like perfume outside

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as the sky changed

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we began when the ground was still dry

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planting vineyards where vineyards don’t grow

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shaping cypress with pitch on both sides

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for the nights when our trumpets won’t blow

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that regret still there circling like vultures inside

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as your face changed?

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They don’t stay inside.

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through the eyes of machines we viewed immaculate scenes

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that had already passed me by

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all the stars on the ground, Noah’s ark in the clouds

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set sail in the flood of my mind,

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the other animals drowned in blasphemous towns

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and asked as they passed me by

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“was to do as I please a European disease?”

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Winter solstice, the earth open wide

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with a mouth closed and face carved like stone

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dressed the dawn in the air drawn designs

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as the sounds rose in waveforms unknown

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and you smile but your vampire complexion still shows

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so the past goes.

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August 3rd, all the earth had closed down,

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so with breastplates of righteousness low

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searched for streams in the caves underground

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where the Baptists and bootleggers go

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when the sun hits Deer Flat your reflection still shows

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and your past shows.

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It’s really all that shows

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We gave up on our dreams for those projected on screens

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that had already passed me by

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with further suffering found in our insufferable sounds

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and the thought in the back of my mind:

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“does my misery feed a metaphysical need

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that’s long since passed me by,

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neither reasoning why

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nor offering reply?”