24, and you're a match in my hand
and I am kerosene with an olive branch and a crayon
I'm an atom with a mass unsurpassed
and you're the splitter who has found me at last
As you're the spaceship at the edge of your ellipse
I'm the gravity pulling you back onto my lips
Spring summer trout and the break of ease
Fall winter drought after autumn freeze
The climbing broke back all my fingernails
My heart's been written on like an acetate
That tells the story of a boy who can't translate
How there was nothing to stop the pendulum
After 2 years out of equilibrium
I'm the revolver, cocked, and ready to pull
And you're the round exploding inside my frail skull
credits
from The Anger Swallow,
released April 3, 2004
Written and recorded by Ryan Lee
Songs of timeless beauty and power in the mold of Vashti Bunyan and Nick Drake from enigmatic Los Angeles artist Shannon Lay. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 4, 2017