To the Bottom, Now

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I’m so close to the bottom now,
I feel it’s already begun:
I can taste Satan’s flames
on the tip of my tongue.

And it’s so much more
than I bargained for
(so much more).

So, I let go, feel myself drop slow.

I made a facedown snow angel—
some cautionary show and tell—
in the supermarket parking lot.
And now, your name is just my Freudian slip.

'Cause you were so much more
than I bargained for
(so much more).

So, I let you go, feel myself drop slow.

I haven’t spent a single day
when I haven’t thought about your face.
I tried to drown your memory,
but you just keep coming back to me.

You were so much more
than I bargained for
(so much more).

So, I let you go. I give up and go home.

But I can’t let you go. I stop trying and end slow.

credits

from Where I End, released April 21, 2011
All lyrics and music written and recorded by Will Fargason.

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