I cut you in half and counted the rings
You spit smoke and mirrors and started to bleed
You were cracked right down a fault line
Still refused to show your age then
Not quite adult, not quite seventeen
You leaned on my shoulder and started to sing
We were only little kids
How could I not have felt like a child then?
How we lived in the dark
How we let life carry off the spark
On an old city bus, heavy limbs laid askew
Floating out of the present, throwing faces at you
And you volleyed each one back
How could I not have known you’d get stuck like that?
This is grief, this is guilt
This is feelings being felt too late
I cut you in half and counted the rings
You spit smoke and mirrors and started to bleed
You were cracked right down a fault line
How could I not have felt like a child then?
credits
from Death & Danger,
released May 9, 2017
Harmonica by Duane Asdourian