Figure Ground by Plastic Ants

FIGURE GROUND
You fixed your eyes
On setting skies
How was I to know you would take the morning flight
Was I wrong
To write a song
Before you’d gone
And ask you to sing
Won’t you sing along

Face to face
We form a space
See us one or both ways

Rescue me
Or take your leave
Best believe
The pen in my hand is gonna bleed
Off the page
When oft betrayed
Through awful days
In need of some tears and sympathy

Stick it out
Or stuff it down
Or send us to lost and found, lost and found

Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what it’s coming to
Coming to
Coming to

Figure ground
Down and out
As tension mounts
I’m tending to doubt
You’re coming ‘round

Space to space
It’s time to face
See as one
Or part ways, or part ways

Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what’s become of you
Look what’s become of us
Look what it’s coming to

• Afghan Whigs
• Beatles
• Cincinnati Band
• Cinematic Pop
• David Bowie
• George Harrison
• Left Banke
• Maximum Chamber Pop
• Progressive Pop
• Rock
• The National
• Wussy
• early Rolling Stones ballads
• the Decemberists
• wilco
• Cincinnati