Between Two Mysteries - Mount Eerie

I’ve seen summons buried in more air

Buried in space

And I just lied down in the snow

Buried in space

I’ve seen moss covered stumps in dying light

Taking on shapes

Black wooden mythologies

I know a place

Layer after layer of comprehension

Welling up in the morning light between two mysteries

The town rests in the valley beneath Twin Peaks

Buried in space

What goes up there in the night

In that dark, blurry place?

Driving to work in the morning

We live in graves

Always trying to climb out of the hole

Buried in space

And the songs fade, and the singer’s die

But my heart will not stop thumping

The shapes in the dark still look convincing

So here I am