Repeating - James Vincent McMorrow

Soon as the storm hit, struck on the hull

Hand in the hallway, here was the soul after soul

Then in a waste end way they call them home

Take it through the footstep in the hearing call

Then no one from the roll up call you

Where you are, arms length, tumble light it goes, I hardly knew

Still awake in the heart’s, they’re not true

When the lay in the horse and the clear dawn

We defer til we float to the sea fall

And I stare at the room in the send off

To repeat every word as it seems, oh

Then no one from the roll up call you

Where you are, arms length, tumble light it goes, I hardly knew

Still awake in the heart’s, they’re not true