I met you in the spring
New annuals were blooming
I hid my girl from view
Went to talk, and try my luck with you

You gave me your name and a sign
And we made for the kitchen to be alone
You poured us some wine

We stayed up to greet the day
Any trace of yesterday washed, dried, and put away
We joked about your time in the Eastern Bloc
Well, this one was sure to talk

You held out your hands and I gaped
At the sound it made when we hit the ground
In an embrace

Now, from the corner of our flat
I watch you pace from the window and back
Your chestnut hair shines, and your bitter tongue flames
As news comes through our borrowed short wave

And at 11 pm we hold in our breath
Then we run through the streets with our arms up over our heads
You pause to stop my mouth with yours and my heart starts to ring
We head home marveling at the day and what it may bring


from Long Lost / A History Of Iniquity, released July 15, 2011


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