[00:16.42]Well I clawed through the print and found you[00:20.72]Living between parentheses[00:24.59]Venturing out in spring time[00:28.63]To make sure the phone was off the hook[00:32.64]Said I guess it was all prefigured[00:36.71]We’re living out some old typology[00:40.63]Like ribbons rolled in water[00:44.40]Inching up the wall where you marked your height[00:48.98]I still haven’t seen you up close[00:52.88]So why was the porch light on[00:57.24]How could I trust you the most[01:01.10]When you couldn’t trust yourself[01:25.61]Our love was a lurid spice train[01:29.72]Every day a wilderness[01:33.68]Lost all our wealth we died for[01:37.51]And the red and the gold of being sure[01:41.71]Said I made a conscious effort to get on my vertebrate line[01:49.93]But what is a posture worth if it straights you out first[01:57.09]Oh[01:58.50]But I was a victim like you[02:02.54]My sharp lifted grace in hand[02:06.91]How could you know me so well[02:10.62]When I couldn’t know my self[02:19.20]Are we suppose to forget[02:23.50]How can we really forget[02:26.85]Well I don’t think that anybody really forgets[02:31.17]A frozen field[02:35.49]Are we suppose to forget[02:39.20]How can we really forget[02:43.25]Well I don’t think that anybody really forgets[02:47.42]The frozen field[02:51.28]Yeah there only concealed[03:16.07]I still haven’t seen you up close[03:19.84]So why was the porch light on[03:23.95]And why did you trust me the most[03:28.15]When I didn’t trust myself