The Art of Being Pulled Apart

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The Art of Being Pulled Apart

Spirits near the river by the salamander’s home
Far from the hustle on an alabaster throne
Heart is in New York, she says I’d hate the city
I try to make her hate it to just to make her miss me
Mind is in the cavern anxious that the end is near
Every turn I take’s the darkest place I’ve been in years
Body’s in the sun, pitted stomach, open arms
Empty chest, blank stare, It’s the art of being pulled apart

A shell of myself in the nebulous haze
The beauty is gone and the memories fade
I’d rather be down then as numb as I’ve been
Longing to long for something again (x2)

Last I recall I was trading I love you’s, deep in the woods while naming the mushrooms
Head with a clear view, right and assertive, body with a bounce that would fight the inertia
But then it untied, flesh from the mind, heart and soul found it better to divide
Tried to hang back and weather the goodbyes, but that shit don’t heal with the medicine of time
Stretching thin, spread my limbs slipping with the grip on the tug of war
Emptyness, full of it, I’m a quarter of the man that I was before
Damn damn buck up Luc, can’t be so detached and severed
The art in being pulled apart is how we pull it back together

My homey’s on that Mayan, many lives I once was
And I left that sacred part of me by the Columbia
Wanted to keep it pure, on a peaceful piece of earth
Where creatures stir, with no idea when we’ll reconvene and merge
What an awful thing to put it through
Separate it from the throbbing heart that’s posted on a Brooklyn roof,
Her moving towards a bigger shiny city life of living
Makes the gap between us seem like twice the distance
I become a hopeless slave to skittish thought and reason
Spiral down at the rate of the Fibonacci sequence
Dome’s eerie and blackened with walls of fossils
Easy to get trapped in the Cask of Amontillado
Which leads us to the body, now routine and robotic
That’s been breathing in toxins and sipping drinks from the goblet
Anything to pry a feeling up out of the chasm in my stomach’s pit
But this was all necessary wasn’t it
Absolutely. Now prepare the reassembling
Calling out to coax the spirit from the evergreens
Blow a kiss to shorty, say farewell and set us free
Someday time’ll throw its dirty prints on all our memories
My people’s offer perspective to put my fretting head at ease
Suddenly the energy runs through my extremities
Everything is everything, the changes let us see
The art of being pulled apart has forged a better me

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from The Art of Being Pulled Apart, released December 6, 2012

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