Through all the choices that didn't get made
After everything I thought and did not say
Through all the lost and passing, temporary days
I ended up sitting at this table with you
The usual miracle, this common transformation
As we acknowledge the smallness of the afternoon
I eat another spoonful of this simple pumpkin soup
And watch through the window as the rain begins to fall
(refrain) And I go to the point of communication
That I have with my heart at the end of the scar
I got from reaching for the too-perfect apple
And I ask it again what promises have been made
I watch your left sock, fallen down around your ankle
I take a sip of Leffe and hold it still behind my teeth
I feel the sadness, desperation, gentleness and longing
Of everyone walking with umbrellas in the street
I want to complicate our secret childhood handshake
I want to walk outside and feel the unfamiliarity
I want to watch the fading light fall across your face
As the cloudy sky begins to part above the trees
(refrain) And I go to the point of communication
That I have with my heart at the end of the scar
I got from reaching for the too-perfect apple
And I ask it again what promises have been made
credits
from Bike Race,
released December 27, 2019
Reid Kruger - Drums, Keyboards, Vocals
Tom Schroeder - Guitar
Jonathan Zorn - Bass
Lauren Piper - Vocals
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