Danielle Ate The Sandwich - Where I'll Be

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Artist: Danielle Ate The Sandwich

album: Things People Do

I'm drunk on puddles laying thick inside the gutters lined with leaves
And some unfortunate fourth grader's math homework that blew away.
I'm set on sinking sure of nothing short of flapjacks stacked high
In the morning we'll have breakfast and by these rules I choose to live and die.
So sweet the water from the faucet drips into the bowl
Where porcelain lovers brace the curves of where I put my cereal.
And I'm carving marble with the marks left by my boots casting shadows unsuccessful in their efforts to go where I don't move.
And I will leave you in the springtime.
Send your letters to Colorado.
And so your bridges mock the water bragging strength and spilling wide
And underground your tunnels hum with trains who trust the tracks they ride.
I will leave you in the springtime,
When your flowers bloom
Windows open to busy streets so full of people passing by
I'll be sad to say
All of these goodbyes.
I'll never know just what it means to be
In your arms when birds are singing,
And the sun is brighter than before,
And the heat is all there is to breathe.
I'm going home to somewhere
That I want to.
The licorice lips of women kept in stockings and skirts too high
Honk after cars of businessmen still breathing air but not alive.
And the Jezebels and Joker men paint colors on 8th Avenue
And I'm chasing cracks in sidewalk paths
Just so I know I can still move.
I will leave you in the spring time
Send your letters to Colorado.
Where I'll be.

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