this here never happened.
the catastrophe was only made up by everybody involved at the scene
and everybody on television.
i can never tell you how grateful i am that nothing is real,
give me food give me drinks, explain to me how i feel.
did you get to see it all? did you get to dress up pretty?
did you get to touch their hips? with all your heart or just a little?
did you get to live in a movie? did you get to get things done?
did you get to save up time and luggage for better better times to come?
we can never be one.

scene two, postcard beach.
i got the past and the present pinned down in binaries.
we never thought about endings, we could not comprehend.
we thought time will stop just because we’re holding hands.
i came unarmed with the knowledge that every tool could be my weapon.
i came undone in a river with no rocks to step on.
pebbles turn to cobblestones the way you hold them, honey.
there will be a time we could be better citizens if it weren’t for the money.
just wait until high tide. to each shore its tiny flood.
as if the ocean said if it could take us back, it would.
all the things i don’t give a shit about i dump into the sea.
in the blink of an eye it’s gonna spit back at my kids and me
and i hold on, i curl up where i belong
and i belong wherever you are, i’m hungry, i’m wrong.
we sleep with interwoven limbs and knots in handkerchiefs.
i’m sorry i cannot leave.

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Crying Swimmers song meanings
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