Califone – If You Would
Silence torn before the sun was born.
Could it be a death of love?
Could you bring me some of that?
I don’t know.
Would you pray if you were asked?
I try to lie but I might.
Casting handfuls of voice in the
black abyss.
Maybe these are the timid miles I never saw.
Maybe this man is my enemy.
I couldn’t see his eyes in the rain.
But I imagine they saw ghosts of towers piercing
the sinews of the sea.
image: Sam Hood





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