Dead Again (A Word With The Author)

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lyrics

Darling, dear, when will you disappear? Can you even hear me through this thick veneer of finite fog and fear? I nearly lost my head from everything I've read. This stop-gap system's dead. This path leads where it's led. So let's just go to bed.

Tomorrow we'll be miles apart. And muffled and dark we'll cup hands and hope for some kind of spark until god knows when. We've got no fire to lend. Cold and wet, we come from the water thirsting for a word with the author until, gagged and bound, we're dragged back down again.

Happy home, where is your perfect poem? Tell me how you've grown, and don't leave me alone. We don't need microphones for us to scream and shout. That noise just shuts us out every time we doubt the love we sing about. So let's be quiet now.

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from Nomenclature Fever, released June 12, 2012

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