Lyrics
GABBY SWORD, 2023
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I fold the last of your clothes and go
A new fool dropping the last of her roses
And my heart sank like a stone
And it sank to the deep, a signal
Something’s happening, something has changed
But has it changed me?
Sitting in the taxi listening to Lexie
Took your plants home
Feels weird because you’re not done living
And my heart sank like a stone
And it sank to the deep, a signal
Something’s happening, something has changed
But has it changed
When my French friend made the point
Weird and wrong and strange and disjointed
Are my own vocabulary heavy rotation
The American mind will always find it
Every time the mold's not being fit
And my heart sank like a stone
And it sank to the deep, a signal
Something’s happening, something has changed
But has it changed me
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I’m just that dumb kid
I want all that I see
Excellent, another oedipal victory
Hold on
Hold on
Can I be shy and be imposing in one swing
Be honest with me
Am I gonna find out that the closing door has
Always been me
I suck your lip
Wondering what this will become
That look of longing
Forming a pearl upon my tongue
Just caught again
Slipping mercurially
Between the gaze of men
And my map of Brooklyn body
Hold on
I'm not what
What I thought
Hold on
Can I be shy and be imposing in one swing
Be honest with me
Am I gonna find out that the closing door
Has always been me
Can I be shy and imposing in one swing
Am I gonna find that I’m the closing door
Can I be shy and be imposing in one swing
Am I gonna find out that the closing door
Has always been me
Can I be shy and be imposing in one swing
Be honest with me
Am I gonna find out that the closing door
Has always been me
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You appeared solid through the mist
Arms outstretching
You pulled me in
And I can’t believe I have never
Stepped into the rolling current
Washed over and let my body go
Tumbling
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
If finding’s what keeps our eyes
Open wide
Stumbling, I was fumbling around
Bumping into everything
Discovering
And discovering and discovering just how we
Are turn taking
Being baby and acting responsibly
Perpetually unprepared
To step into the rolling current
Just letting go and letting our bodies feel
Amazing
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
If finding’s what keeps our eyes
Open wide
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
Doesn’t matter what we find
If finding’s what keeps our eyes
Open wide
Open wide
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Buggy summer afternoon
I’m tugging at her pantleg
Got it down round halfway
With a half smile I look to you
For the blue ribbons I’m craving
You pin them on lovingly
And kiss my mind
I’ll swear I’m fine
And smile
I wanna spin you by the fridge
Kitchen twirling
Infinity in the guitar line
And we are grounded by our being
Different beings
Separate
Not the same
Come on, try me
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Still getting lost on subways
Turning blue on airplanes
I’m so surprised
I just learned it’s simple
Nothing is a symbol
In real life
I swear I’m fine
And smile
I wanna spin you by the fridge
Kitchen twirling
Infinity in the guitar line
And we are grounded by our being
Different beings
Separate
Not the same
I wanna spin you by the fridge
Kitchen twirling
Infinity in the guitar line
And we are grounded by our being
Different beings
Separate
Not the same
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