WES YOAKAM

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Thursday, November 27, 2014

Pills and alcohol Carpet on the wall creeping closer Using thought control You mind-erased me

And everything I know go flying out the window Still thoughts of you Grab me by the throat Until I can’t go on

Watching the meteors come flying over At double the speed of sound All of the reasons for the distance between us They don’t matter now

I live by remote control Never leave the sofa On the radio Every song that plays Brings me back to you

And everything we knew flashes by in an instant Still I saw right though but just for a moment

Watching the meteors come flying over At double the speed of sound All of the reasons for the distance between us They don’t matter now

Maybe I fall up Maybe I walk sideways Maybe I’ve had enough of living in a maze Maybe I’m not so hard Maybe I just want to be very, very soft with you Maybe I’m not so dark Maybe you see right through me

And I breathe in and I’m rolling thunder And I breathe in and you run for cover And I float around the world and I’ll do it all over again

Maybe I’m caught in your slipstream Of broken hearts and battered machines Maybe I’m in between Pistons of steel pushed to extremes Maybe I shot too high Maybe I just wanted too very much from you Maybe I just started to rise Maybe I’m not quite through yet

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It’s a radiant summer sunset On an explosion-red afternoon I sit above the city on a hill on watch the sky I can see so clearly Clouds stretching out for miles and miles I can hear your heartbeat Even here at the edge of the world I’ll send you a postcard from the edge of the world

Silver towers shine like modern day cathedrals Glowing bright with power and electronic flowers I can hear them calling out Talking without listening at all Radio static questions Asked without attempt to understand Running without thinking Ambition without reason Trying their best to capture dreams With suicide machines I watch it all from the edge of the world I’ll send you a postcard from the edge of the world

It’s a tickertape parade For the awful mess that daddy made And there’s no room left to hide Or sweep it under the rug

I’ll send you a postcard from the edge of the world

It’s 5 O’clock Sunday Guess I’ll go my own way now That you say it’s over A shot out of nowhere The sound of your voice the smell of your hair Just memories to me now

When walls come crashing And lightning smashes through your heart It’s just a day of your life Trying to forget her only makes you remember One distant day of your life

So many changes making us strangers Passing in the night The last one to notice the violence in your silence I should’ve known you by now

When walls come crashing And lightning smashes through your heart It’s just a day of your life Trying to forget her only makes you remember One distant day of your life

You left here after midnight After we had our big fight Heard the taxi in the driveway But I never thought you’d leave forever

I keep hoping that you’ll be home by Christmas Or maybe it’ll be another year before you miss us One day I’m sure you’ll come over the horizon With stories on your lips and pictures I your eyes

Got a package full of Easter From somewhere in Peru No address for the sender, but I knew it came from you Got a postcard on my birthday You kept talking about the moon Got a letter from California Said you send another when you could

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Got a voicemail from Australia Said you’d found a home at last And you had a lover waiting So you had to make it fast You said it’s springtime where I am I know it’s Autumn where you are We’re just the same but different And we can only be who we are

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