Featured on the second NARC. Magazine birthday compilation.
lyrics
Some how we found our way to the parting line
But we stumbled and failed to cross.
That was the last of that until we found,
At the tip of the tide… a vehicle.
I perceived persistence in your tone
Intentional or not.
Your footsteps suggest that my attempts
At sobriety were coming to an end.
I walked past,
Just to say
I never learn by mistakes.
Just as I’d escaped
From the burden of Alex’s troubles,
I woke up in the midst
Of motions foreign to me.
It became clear you’d ignored
My plight and
Boarded Horrorcraft,
Just to see how far you could get.
How far did you get anyway?
Oh, I opened my eyes to whispers
“The plan is… to cross this ocean.”
And oh, it looks like we’ve travelled.
To meet that smile, reflected to me
By tides in the night.
Just as I’d escaped
From the burden of Alex’s troubles,
I woke up in the midst
Of motions foreign to me.
It became clear you’d ignored
My plight and
Boarded Horrorcraft,
Just to see how far you could get.
How far did you get anyway?
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