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The River

from 10 by Old Poetry

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We never found love, that demon found us
Like I found the scent of your house in a carry-on
But I carried on!
My skin, it turned grey as we drove across Nebraska plains

I thought about the past and I tried to let it pass
But, darling, you were the air inside my chest
And I thought about your house, the one your own father built:
That tall white home; my place of rest
And I thought about the lights,
Oh those charming Christmas lights!
They were illuminating every little sparkle in your eyes!
I thought about your brother's bed where I would rest my head

And when my friends spoke of Hell, they asked what pain me the most, and I thought about a thousand things, but I only saw your ghost and that church basement that I met you in

As we drove, I saw your name beside the Tetons; that gorgeous shining lake
I saw your eyes out in Montana. Those stars left us amazed!
I found your beauty in the rain when I saw it clear as day driving south on 89 through Wyoming and Utah

You were the river.

I felt the silence at the top of that mountain
And it reminded me of your arms; that comfort that it brought
Oh, the silence! What a beautiful quiet!

Just say the word and I'll be on my way down to West Virginia
I'll take the next train, then I'll cave in:
I'll tell you how you left me with nothing, and how I'm just nothing without you
But there's just some things you have to do on your own
So I thought it best to just leave you alone
But I changed my mind when I thought I saw you weeping, and stepped on the tail of a lion while he was sleeping
And I was swallowed whole...

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from 10, released February 11, 2022

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Dad emo from Montana and New Jersey. Thank you for listening.

art direction: Allison Grainer

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