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Midway to Logan
I’m anxious at the airport
Just buy paper, steal a pen
99 cents at CVS
I tucked it in my pocket and I met you on the train
I think I scribble on the first page
I’ll never look at it again
I’ll bury it in the graveyard of moleskins and napkins
That I’ve picked up and forgot

Busted thoughts
Wasted breaths
As if I’d ever look back once I checked my bag

It all sounds so sad
To be leaving for good
I said, “It wouldn’t be like that with us”
You said, “I believe in you”

I’m not wrong for wanting to feel close or feel nothing
But it’s not easy to admit that you’re not a good man
Because I drove you away with empty words about feeling safe
And if I wrote them down, there’s no way I’d find or remember them now

Because I shouldn’t go back to the past for help anymore
I should’ve said these words the last time that I saw you at the airport
And I get nervous when I think about permanence
Then I remember that departures have to land again
Somewhere

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from Stranger Songs, released July 1, 2014

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