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Ghostjon pt. 2

from Mixed Vice Work EP (2009) by Jon Watts

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Jon Watts | Ghostjon pt.2 | Lyrics

I can't tell you
all of the things you don't see
if your eyes are open
they're unfocused
and if I had
a little magic left
I could love you out of this mess
hocus pocus

But I've been empty
I haven't had any love for you
the most I could do is
keep breathing
this is so painful
if we can't sit at the same table
then I won't know
what poison you've been eating

But I'm not playing it
these awful guessing games
have me trying to name the un-nameable
and now you're running away
and I've stopped running at all
so I'll just sit and face fate
and that's a face full.

I don't know how to tell you
anything at all
I don't know if it would help if I was asked
so now I'm sitting, hand to chin
waiting for next fall
maybe that's when the past will have passed

I've absorbed
quite a bit of nothingness
and that could mean anything
but at least now I see nothing clearly
I say to friends, no, she hasn't said anything
maybe she doesn't want to be near me

this is the ghost jon speaking

I never thought you'd kill me too
I guess it's redundant to say now
that I loved you
and that I trusted you
and that my hurt and my anger
are because you
didn't choose to
follow through

so when I come to your place
and try to say goodbye
and you don't show your face
you just hide
why should I believe that you're alright?
I don't believe that.

And so I'm hurt right now
and you've bound up my lips
with a fear of action, loss,
fear of thoughtlessness
I was too trusting
I didn't trust enough
and now I fall over apologies and such
son of a crutch

now you play me like a xylophone
that won't shut up
but I've been silent for eight months
I'm listening to nothing
trying to make sense of
something so nonsensical
a cynic wouldn't sense that it was coming
and start running

so now we've died
no one can identify the killer
I think i know the murder weapon
but I'll leave that for September
and I'll remember you
I'll send this simple gift of truth to my future self
remind him that you put me through hell

I love you and I miss you but you're not worth hell.


from Mixed Vice Work EP (2009), released June 25, 2009


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Quaker songwriter & video maker. Inspired by mountains, deep silences, and love.

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