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Long New York

from glint by Stolen Jars

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Nights go again in my mind ––
Will you hold my face in your eyes
Father’s stark awareness of time
Means this new age is not mine

Can we hold on days at a time
old places safe in your eyes

remember, say that you’re fine
remember, say that you’re fine

Eight-hundred-sixty days of our lives
Eight-hundred-sixty days we’re alike
We were long New York boys and I
Kept our love, small safe silver dimes

Can we hold one age at a time
keep places awake in your mind

remember, say that your fine
remember, say that your fine

We were 18, then 35
You were able then so was I
Drove minutes in cold road light
Till you’d found new love, so had I

Can we hold one space at a time
old places safe in your mind

remember, stay you and I
remember, stay you and I

I’ve got your records on in my head
Each note reflects, my skull bends and bends
Your melody was so like me then
No competition for my close friend

Can we hold one age at a time
Keep places awake in your mind

remember, say that your fine
remember, say that your fine

I know your face more than I know mine
We’re the same, but now who am I?
We were long New York boys can time
Hold our love, kept safe in one mind

Please just hold my place, say your fine
Keep these worn out moments of light

remember, stay you and I
remember, stay you and I

Well, scars say this mind isn’t gone yet
And I won’t give thought to what things we lack
So give me light, give me your light x4
If New York’s long lost to a new page
Then we can find boyhood in old age
So give me light...
But I still know each word, every look you gave
How could I explain all of those days?

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from glint, released April 7, 2017

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