Modern Baseball - Hiding lyrics

[Modern Baseball - Hiding lyrics]

Take the train to Frankford
I won’t answer when they call
I guess that’s just my gift to myself
Drank a lot and danced to The Cure
Holding on for dear life
To the frayed edge of a
Feeling we misplaced years ago
And knowing we should really get back home

Made mistakes the plants died young
Like all good things
But I wish my small self had
Known how much water to use
Still some nights I find the
Ideas that bring me rest
Are the ones that used to prod
And pester and keep me up
Swinging open doors I swore I’d shut

Pouring pewter
Amassing coins to displace debt to you
My straight-line shooter
Let me learn here, I am in pursuit
Of all I can undo

Entertain the cancer we all
Answer upwards either way
The waiting game is tied again
Backs of hands and phrases, misplaced gazes
Things we still deny to selves
And hesitate to talk about

A call from high school two drinks in
I smiled, but you could not see
Your tin-can cell receiver
Hummed it's New York static song
The lever pulled and all at once
The floor was false, the center seam divided
Lace and well-pressed cotton
Found the flood we’d since forgotten

We still leave our shoes at the door
Before we wring out our wet clothes
Across your floor and future
Stitch the gaps that destiny assumed
With floral sutures
Are you hiding, or have I abandoned you?
Let me learn here, I am in pursuit
Of all I can undo of all I can undo

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