Tomb Songtext
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Holding the dead
The dead
The dead
The dead crooked body

Of the man you left fast in your memory
If you walked away
Away
Away
Why do you still haunt me?
Outside playing catch, catch, catch powerlines humming

The last photographs of this father pretending
To lunge to his death
Death
Death looped in unending


To begin again
Again
Again
So slowly dissolving whatever it meant

Whatever the meaning
I still feel your breath
Your breath
Your breath
In the decades of morning

Are you in this room?
Are you in this room?
Are you in this room?
Is my heart your tomb?
Is my heart your tomb?
Is my heart your tomb?
Is my heart your tomb?
Is my heart your tomb?
Is my heart your tomb?