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my city's still breathing

but barely it's true

through buildings gone missing like teeth

the sidewalks are watching me think about you

all sparkled with broken glass



i'm back with scars to show

back with the streets i know

they never take me anywhere but here



those stains in the carpet

this drink in my hand

these strangers whose faces i know

we meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say

i wanted it this way



wait for the year to drown

spring forward, fall back down

i'm trying not to wonder where you are



all this time

lingers undefined

someone choose

who's left and who's leaving



memory will rust and erode into lists

of all that you gave me:

some matches, a blanket

this pain in my chest

the best parts of lonely



duct-tape and soldered wires

new words for old desires

and every birthday card i threw away



i wait in 4/4 time

count yellow highway lines

that you're relying on to lead you home

that you're relying on to lead you home