My pupils aren't what they used to be
Two broad balloons filling with heat
Absorbing and rising, opened but holding
My pupils are closing
Cause I fell out of love with a woman
My pupils once were spread for breadth
Like flattened maps held by bookends
I once was excited
I once was dilated
I once was in love with a woman
But even maps are bound by trim
I'm winded, this friction
You're cold when I'm hot
And I can't touch you
So for lack of a bookend..
credits
from Passage,
released May 10, 2016
Alec on reversed saxophones, Leif on bass, Brendy on drums, Nick on guitar and singing, Brendy on melodica, Leif on harmonica, Brendy on synth.
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