Window Songtext
von Richard Buckner

It s almost true: You don t expect to follow, watching
what you do. I talked my way, half the night in
overdrive, with nowhere else to stay: afternoons spent
inside crashing on the shadows in the room, wrapped in your reigns. Gone along, you won t forget who s standing
out of frame.
Kick and run:
It doesn t fall far from the road and someone s going to


Shake it out:
Remember what you d wanted from the embers floating down.
Aren t you cold?
Standing by my window (curtained up and closed)
yesterday. I let the door fly open, broken just the same.
It s all so new, though I ve known you from somewhere I
was only falling through. Save your time, coming out with
what you ve found on the other side.