Dancehall

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lyrics

It’s been our understanding or it’s been a kind of lie
That when your callers hit you it doesn’t hurt inside
We know a lot about you, we know the time aside
But nothing of the matter that hides the saddest star

And if you had to go, well where would you go

The roundabout proposals, the shifting points of view
Of all the grave misgivings that have given up on you
A pose to fix in silence and sit there for a while
The notebook idly looks on the suitor’s passing smile

And if you had to dance, well who could you ask
The taking of the task, the master in the mast

In the dancehall
In the rolling of an eye
In the needle
In the moment that you died
When you wake up will you ever need
The pieces they send
Pieces in the sand

All of this heavy weather, all of this so and so
A copper-bottomed fella would have to let you go
Behind the awful curtain, upon the martyred cause
Into the end we dream of when dreaming never ends

And so it came to pass, so it came to pass
The master in the mast, the bastard in the tank

In the dancehall
In the rolling of an eye
In the needle
In the moment that you died
When you wake up will you ever need
The pieces of him
The pieces that he left

And if you had to dance, well who could you ask
And if you had to go, well where would you last

Doleful in extreme, the room was never clean
Axioms are untrue, the bough has split the broom right through
And in this gloom certain latitudes are given to
Oh, breaking though and calling out
Calling out for you.

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from Vivian Comma Close, released April 17, 2016

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