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the ledge.

Quickfire, I tried to be your solitude

And to border and protect and to greet you

 

Quickfire, I tried to be fun

But by the time that I was drunk you were gone

 

Quickfire, I tried to not be sad

But the fabric wore away upon my knee

 

Quickfire, I tried to be romantic

But the silver is still waiting on the mantle

Where your mother left it sitting last fall...

La, da-da

 

Quickfire, I tried to take your gifts

But I cannot change the way I hate most objects

 

Quickfire, I thought about the prize

But they told me that I’d have to compromise

 

Quickfire, I tried to be good

But my fathers live inside me like old servants

 

Quickfire, I tried to not go crazy

But the winter got inside me anyway

And it knows how long to stay...

La, da-da

 

Quickfire, are we bound to be alone

Or be together like a stone is with a stone?

 

Quickfire, we are bound to be alone

Or be together like a stone is with a stone

 

Quickfire, I have tried to settle down

But I am lifted by the sirens in my blood

And they are not done with their song...

La, da-da

(krug)

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Taken on July 7, 2012