Foxgloves from Foxgloves by Susurrus Station

Tearing into some unknown
Fading in far from home
Where I never made a move
But sympathy can kill
Self-pity worse still
I don't know how to ever or always
Make it there
But I've decided
I never would care

Oh, walk oblivious,
harbor impermanence
Oceans before us
could never ignore
Pardoned offense
is a buttress of dissonance
Hardly a thought
is enough of a storm

There is a foreign land
Where everything's familiar
& all of that shit
There sure are foreign lands
& they'll stow you away
& you'll always look back

You know, don't know
you know
There's no such thing as
unrequited

It was some show
The only such thing is
some requited

Pondering, serious
shore up the innocence
& collect the tears
they'll be coming round for
Our friends that are lost
they're all still among us
& we'll crawl over them
as we trip off to war

• Alternative
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• Washington