Checkpoints Songtext
von Small Black

None of this can resume
from the place that we
left off
pan as you walk through
the room
cut away to
a permanent address
paradise may be far off
Checkpoints on the map
Checkpoints on the map between
I was hardly here
I was hardly gone
I was hardly here
I was hardly gone
Wanted to flee the scene through the fence
through the present
in the course of the work
you missed
light invading the void
psychic only in joy,
crazy enough to leave
the edges tempted me
Checkpoints on the map
Checkpoints on the map between
I was hardly here
I was hardly gone
I was hardly here
I was fairly gone