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Tintin In Tibet
(专辑: Now Only - 2018)
I
sing to you I
sing to you, Geneviève I
sing to you You don't exist I
sing to you though When I
address you, who am I
talking to? Standing in the
front yard like an open wound Repeating "I love you", to who? I
recorded all these songs about the
echoes in our house now And then walked out the
door to play them on a
stage But I
sing to you I
picture you When we first met, you were 22 And I
drove my truck onto the
ferry to Victoria in the
morning Where we met and talked forever in your apartment with evening falling So I
brought my blankets in and slept on the
floor right next to your bed In the
morning, barely awake, I
saw you standing right above me Peeling an orange and looking hungry "Do you want some," you asked me And then just avalanched into me with pieces of orange And weight and kissing and certainty I
remember you a
few days later in Tofino Where we'd driven to play a
show you'd set up for us at a
surf shop to no one Then we slept in the
back of my truck and got woken up by the
cops And so went down to the
fishing boat docks to ask whoever for a
ride Across the
water to Meares Island to just get left there for the
day And we did, and brought some food to eat and went through the
big trees Abandoned and in love, totally insane, apart from the
rest of the
world We had finally found each other in the
universe Lying on the
rocks, waiting for the
boat to come pick us up I
read the
one book we had with us aloud With my head on your lap, sinking into you Tintin in Tibet in French And we thought of devotion and snow and distant longing in the
Himalayan air High and cold, with a
bell ringing out Then right before you died, thirteen years later in our house I
remember, through your gasping for oxygen, you explained that you were thinking about that high, cold air Wrapping the
globe, singing above the
mountains of the
gods And I
do picture you there, molecules dancing But I'd rather you were in the
house watching the
unfolding everyday life of this good daughter we made Instead of being scattered by the
wind for no reason So I
sing to you
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