"Creak, Cure, Dawn" as written by and Chris Phillip Bathgate....
Cane came and he weighed my name against the sun
With cold coalescent moon for each deed I’ve done
I’ve scratched and choked (the dawn) against the wall
For each tree and rock and verb I swallowed whole
And what you need is a fading phrase to frame your cheek
And what you’ll see are the sorry sounds and they way they sink
So I put my knees on the sidewalk where the swallow sleeps
And I learned to sing
Yes I learned to sing from the gallows’ creak

Swing (love) with a common tongue in a mortal star
Place bets when you (climb a brain)
We’ll cut the knots
In the dusky dark they come the sun is warm
And I scratched and resuscitate
Now the day is done
And what you heard were the sorry sounds
and they way they were meant to walk the hollow cross from craw to dirge
and you sold it off
yeah you sold it off for a sin occurred
you know it’s worth when the sins are cured

Press dropped cause you eyelids lie at this height
There’s a place where the trees all die and let the light
Of the sun burn each one into a grim
Put its lips where the brick had rot
Are quivering’
Cause what was gone was the simple shapes your breath had drawn
And you stared in awe at the weeks you’d only filled with hum
And your lungs they sunk the last plum wisp of a dropping sun
And your red light’s on
Yeah your red light screams like a buzzing dawn

Creak, cure, dawn



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