Dan Mangan - Tragic Turn of Events (Move Pen Move) lyrics

Used to anticipate the sign of the coming
Day and all through winter's decay
You just mark the way we worry
What people'd say if we up
And walked away i swore we
Had a place to stay
Stay that's what mothers say when their
Sons and daughters go away
They say "stay" my mother said
"go" so i wasn't
There the night she fell out
Of her chair so frustrated
That she amputated her own legs
Or rather tried to, with a
Steak knife her life leaking out on
The white floor blossoming like
Roses in the snow her relationship
Was an anthem composed
Of words like "gotta go" so
We went and sent our
Regards on postcards from all the


Places that we'd been
With stories about all the things we'd seen
That's how it was with you and i why say
Goodbye when we could still write? and then
We took your hands but
We should've practiced our
Goodbyes because then i took your eyes
And i was somewhere in the middle of nowhere
Watching the sun rise over a stop sign
Faced down the center line of a highway
Filled with sudden turns for the worse
Coming back home cause i
Gotta play nurse gotta
Figure out with pill alleviates which pain
Which part of your brain is being
Used for a boxing bag as
Your body became a never-ending game
Of freeze tag taking place
In an empty playground i was left
Looking for your limbs at
A lost and found and i couldn't set you free
So we just sat there
Our heads bent towards each
Other like flowers in
The small hours of the morning while
Light wandered in like a warning that time
Is passing and you ride a little
Home with it bit by bit every day and
All i could say is "if i could, i
Would write you some way out of this but
My gift is useless" and you said
"no write me a poem to make me happy"
Over the hill and gone and
I'd never been that
Far some boy along the way taught me to
Play guitar and you said that
You'd read to me
If i fell asleep rock me awake again
Promise me but you make such beautiful words
I wrote "move, pen
Move write me a bedroom where
Cures make love to our
Cancers" but my mother just motions to a
Bottle full of answers and says
"help me go"
Now i know something of how a piano must
Feel when it looks at the fireplace
To see sheet music being used for kindling
Smoke signaling the end of some song
That i thought it would take too long
To learn so i just sit here
Watching you burn away all those notes that
Never had a chance to play
To hear the music of what you had to say
But i count out the pills
Just to see if i can do it
And i can't even get halfway
Through it before i turn back into
Your son and say "stay"
I need something to lean against
I think that's okay 'butterflies
' you read to me they all flew away
And i'm saddened by the thought
And sometimes i think
Too much and though i'm happy right here
You know that i'm really not it's distracting
I could hook up to my heart
To your ears and let
My tears be your morphine drip
And maybe it's easier to
Let you slip away than it is to say goodbye
So i hold my breath because in
The countdown to death
The question of "why?" melts into
"when? how much time
Do we have left?" because if i knew
What i know now then move
Pen move write me a mountain because
Headstones are not big enough none
Of this is stop it "write me a
Poem to make me happy" i
Swear write this, "stay" she smiles and
Says "gotta go" i know, goodbye
Over the years it seems that aging's just not
For me though i ache just below
The knees and it flows to my heart
And all through the hearts i need
It's not how it ought to be you're falling
Away from me and it's just not
Right falling away from me it's not right
But you make such beautiful words
Now it's trying oh, how it's tragic
But, you make such beautiful words