please forget
all these scales
we've all got thumbs length legs
index pinky
twenty thousand miles between hands
i touched your hometown
i drove for four hours
all we are is origin
all lines all awkward contours
fascination with this
lets close these atlases at last
they only remind us of distance and frontiers

Lyrics submitted by *sarah*

esplanade song meanings
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