Trust - The Weather Station

Dim the lights and draw the curtains

This is the end of love

Ready all your arguments

This is the end of trust

Send out all the witnesses

Let nobody watch

Let there be no more words spilled at the ending of what

Was it time we had?

Bring me all the evidence

The baskets of wild roses

The crumpled petals and misshapen heads of reeds and rushes

The bodies of the common birds

Robins, crows, and thrushes

Everything that I have loved and all the light touches

While we still have time

I watch your eyes pass over me

Holding stupidly, everything I wanted you to see

In the throes of this divorce

In this court proceedings

For some reason, my mind was filled with all my softest feelings

All the hidden wounded gentle places of my body

I wanted to bear my skin to the grass

In generosity

While we still have time

Well everybody’s talking

And I know its important and I

Should pay attention and I

Know its important and I

Dim the lights and draw the curtains

This is the end of love

Ready all your arguments

This is the end of trust

Send out all the witnesses

Let nobody watch

Let there be no more words spilled at the ending of what