Permanent - Seeming

Lady be good was a bomber

U.S. Air force 1943

She crashed into the dunes of the Libyan desert

And wasn’t seen 'till 58

The crew had crawled to the north, starved and baked

While a cold oasis lay behind them a few miles the other way

Listen to the sand

Listen to the ground

There’s always gonna be another way out

I am your shade in the morning

You are my shadow at dusk

And the music our foot prints ride is permanent

More permanent than sound

Listen to the sand

Listen to the ground

There’s always gonna be another way out

I am your shade in the morning

You are my shadow at dusk

And the music our foot prints ride is permanent

More permanent than sound

Deborah Knapp

She and I were in 8th grade together

We were learning how to flirt

And I remember how her friends all told me

«Ask her out and she’ll fly over the moon.»

But I didn’t, and she shot herself that June

This is not where the song was going

This is not what I meant to write

But all at once, the worm is hatched

The apple turns and the orchard dies

And your heart is full of something

Thick and uninvited

The fever of another heart hatching deep inside of it

Listen to the sand

Listen to the ground

There’s always gonna be another way out

I am your shade in the morning

You are my shadow at dusk

And the music our foot prints ride is permanent

More permanent than sound

Listen to the sand

Listen to the ground

There’s always gonna be another way out

I am your shade in the morning

You are my shadow at dusk

And the music our foot prints ride is permanent

More permanent than sound

Listen to the sand

Listen to the ground

There’s always gonna be another way out

I am your shade in the morning

You are my shadow at dusk

And the music our foot prints ride is permanent

More permanent than sound

Let the violins forgive their bows

And the marching drums forgive their drummer

And let the song forgive the singer

Forgive me

And let love forgive the lovers

No need to be good now