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How Water Met Land

from Hosanna by Michael Pancini

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Remember the autumn mid-nineties when you were only 13
shaved your head with a straight edge stole a pack of your mothers cigarettes
and said "I'm curious to know when I'm supposed to feel this famous release? As I got dressed I mostly just felt regret and disbelief. It meant nothing to me."

Grenadine and soliloquies the wee small hours aren't so small to me and like an old photograph first you fade at the corners until you don't know who you are anymore

You talked like a camera you talked just like a garbage man
you talked to me soft like you would never get the chance to talk to me again
tell me the story of how the water met land
the broken confetti cast out and gathered within the palm of my saviors hand
all creation groans impatient estranged lovers plea for your graces through a cracked telephone I want to come home so bad

but the houses you come from are as tall as the tops of the trees and the shutters just hand onto the windows like last summers leaves
reluctant to be caught up in the futures cold breeze that separates all things eventually

brown penny brown piano brown table brown corduroy vest
anymore its all pretty much the same to me but I still love you best

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from Hosanna, released September 9, 2009

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