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silence

from Fam Fiction by Justice Cow

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Sit here in silence
Bury your violence
In ice and whiskey
It won’t hurt a minute
to look down admit it, you’re drunk

Hold off the phones
They don’t ring and they don’t call back

Now sit here in silence
Watch the lizards crawl over your window
Bury your violence
The swirling dips into your dreams

You better stand upright
They’re expecting a life-like
Someone who knows why he’s here
Though you know better
You don’t do impressions of cheer

Singing from the mosque
Makes my heart sore
I don’t know a word
But it sounds like
The lord

Daydream of cold days
Pink fingers held over fire
You’ll retire
When the children play Carnegie Hall

You’ve had a minute
To think of your limits
You’ve had a day
To reflect on your ways
You’ve two years
Rolling footage of anytime
Someone caught you in headlights

When you’re packing for home
And I need a father
Here’s hoping you’ll show

Singing from the mosque
Makes my heart sore
I don’t know a word
But it sounds like
The lord

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from Fam Fiction, released October 3, 2016

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