Some of my most cryptic lyrics, written in Bushwick, Brooklyn in June, 2007.
lyrics
Curtains tremble as currents blow
Filtering light through cigarette holes
Dust in sun rays tracing her shape
New hands weave through familiar halls
Drawing lines through telephone calls
Folders filled with days he can’t save
Eye lights search for what it forbade
Itching, scratching his arms and legs
Doodling on a weathered page
Cornerless, it’s singed and decays
Nodding off and on he begs
The blinding daylight to set away
Hide or disguise itself, quick fade
To excuse his soft track of days
credits
from Recordings: Winter 2009,
released December 26, 2010
Written, performed, and recorded by Christopher Knott at home in Greenwood Heights, Brooklyn.
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