bring us the bitter orange, the dry herbs
and the wet looks
let constancy and context tumble in silky sleeves
from the door'shook
for parlance past pretense please pour another two fingers
and shut your book

monogrammed mirror and silver-tooth comb
take the same old girl to a brand new home
where I'll hone the blade and make the trade
rain will drip and snow will stay
I'll sit and think of how we used to play

how will o'wisps would kiss and shake fists
ignore the shores of infinite abyss
walk the floors with temperate tenderness
say my name once more...
and that will have to be it

all hipbones and clavicle
you're recluse and you're radical -
your loosed lines, your beast rides
your day breaks and your night hides
your heartquakes, your soft brakes,
your high stakes, and your just now realized
your just now realized


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Cedar, Pt. 2 song meanings
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