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Real Death - Mount Eerie
Death is real
Someone's there and then they're not
And it's not for singing about
It's not for making into art
When real death enters the house all poetry is dumb
When I
Walk in
Into the room where you were
And look
Into the emptiness instead
All fails
My knees fail
My brain fails
Words fail
Crusted with tears catatonic and raw
I go downstairs and outside and you still get mail
A week after you died
A package with your name on it came
And inside was a gift for our daughter
You had ordered in secret
And collapsed there on the front steps I wailed
A backpack for when she goes to school
A couple years from now
You were thinking ahead to a future
You must have known deep down would not include you
Though you clawed at the cliff you were sliding down
Being swallowed into a silence that is bottomless and real
It's dumb
And I don't want to learn anything from this
I love you
Death is real
Someone's there and then they're not
And it's not for singing about
It's not for making into art
When real death enters the house all poetry is dumb
When I
Walk in
Into the room where you were
And look
Into the emptiness instead
All fails
My knees fail
My brain fails
Words fail
Crusted with tears catatonic and raw
I go downstairs and outside and you still get mail
A week after you died
A package with your name on it came
And inside was a gift for our daughter
You had ordered in secret
And collapsed there on the front steps I wailed
A backpack for when she goes to school
A couple years from now
You were thinking ahead to a future
You must have known deep down would not include you
Though you clawed at the cliff you were sliding down
Being swallowed into a silence that is bottomless and real
It's dumb
And I don't want to learn anything from this
I love you
lrc 歌詞
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