St. Lawrence River - David Usher

smells on the air see there its crushing the final impression

the stains on the paper

where words fell like water unearth all the changes that never did matter

i think its beginning to freeze here

caught in the rage and the fire of things all the brightness that burns me im fumbling through like a child in the dark when the nakedness comes i am shocked by the colour

the glorious weight of your skin

comes alive

and i never thought we’d make it back so soon

might be nice but i knew you’d be your own destroyer

comes a time

and i always thought i’d make it up to you

here please forgive me how could we escape all the bitterness piled upon

bitterness

held in the face of the things that i don’t understand intellectualize over

and over

this helplessness suits us its funny how quiet it has slipped to our corners

and worn all our edges away you are watching breathing and baiting

wanting and warming and cautiously waiting for some simple signal

to creep cross your conscience

uncover redemption and oh did i mention i carried you down to the

St. Lawrence river

the banks running dirty the waters beginning to freeze here

solid by morning and i’ll freeze here

winter by morning

comes a lie

and i never thought you’d get me back so soon

might be nice but its only if my own destroyer

comes alive

and i always knew i’d make it up to you

i saw on your face such a curious grin as i let go your hand i was

desperate to hold you again

but you’re sinking to deep in the water outsmarted myself and so easily

gave up what i wanted

solid by morning

what i wanted

winter by morning

comes alive

and i never thought you’d make it up so soon

might be nice but i always knew you’re my destroyer

comes a time

and i always thought i’d make it up to you

solid by morning

and i’ll freeze here

winter by morning