Distance - WHY?

You wanted an effigy of me so true it bleeded

Each hair a filament of glass formed while heated

Assumed you’d see bright blooms and fruit trees

With the root things weeded

What your new scene needed

So that’s what we did

What was unclean was played and sung

Then framed and hung till lame and numb

And then repeated

'Cause that’s when the fame will come

And the game is won

And your name is rung in every ear like a secret

I gotta keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there to listen to this nonsense

Keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there

Now I’m pushing past thirty

If I bow out as the years close in

Abandon my sound man and band and them

I’ll give no blushing curtsey

To the proud shouts of close kin

I ground it into ground and then some friends

Just drop a dusty curtain on the loud crowd when the show ends

And end the whole thing where no men found me

I’m so fucking thirsty

In a cold cloud only of my own

And lonely worsens, surrounds me

I gotta keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there to listen to this nonsense

Keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there

Men and women might yet quote his modicum of the truth

But never will they get right close to Jonathan Avram Wolf

'Cause I gotta keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there to listen to this nonsense

Keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing

When you’re not there