On Jet Lag

Lyrics

Don't tell me that the west has won;
we worked hard to reverse that notion.
Closer than anyone, but we're not for each other, no:
I've got to crack my eyes to watch the wind blow.

Cat's Cradle is a fable, we all know that.
Soon as I can I will slide that under the table.
I met your mother and you father & I liked them;
they bicker the way we bicker,
the way we bicker.

A black cat just snuck up on me;
activities and distractions are my remedy.
You're writing by lamp light, you're writing by the moon rise:
a stark contrast to the Montclairian buzz skies.

Cat's Cradle is a fable, we all know that.
Soon as I can I will slide that under the table.
I met your mother and you father & I liked them;
they bicker the way we bicker,
back when our blood was thicker than oil
& the soil was in every spark & every pore
& everything. My departure made my nerves sting.
It's leaving a person place or thing you know you shouldn't.

On jet lag: I'm past that.
Plainly, none of this is that bad.
He said, "let me be clear this woman's crazy."
I caught a glimpse of your truth as you turned to me
& it was kind & it was stubborn, just like I'd like mine to be
so I will dissuade, I will just sleep.
I can be patient, probably.
 

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