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Lyrics for 'This Is A Fire Door Never Leave Open' by 'Weakerthans'
Headlights Race Towards The Corner Of The Dining Room.
Half Illuminate A Face Before They Disappear.
You Breathe In Forty Years Of Failing To Describe A Feeling.
I Breathe Out Smoke Against The Window, Trace The Letters In Your Name.
Our Letters Sound The Same;
Full Of All Our Changing That Isn't Change At All.
All Straight Lines Circle Sometime.
You Said "somewhere There's A Box Full Of Replacement Parts
To All The Tenderness We've Broken Or Let Rust Away.
Somewhere Sympathy Is More Than Just A Way Of Leaving.
Somewhere Someone Says 'i'm Sorry.'
Someone's Making Plans To Stay."
So Tell Me It's Okay.
Tell Me Anything, Or Show Me There's A Pull,
Unassailable, That Will Lead You There,
From The Dark, Alone, Benevolence That You've Never Known,
Or You Knew When You Were Four And Can't Remember.
Where A Small Knife Tears Out Those Sloppy Seams,
And The Silence Knows What You Silence Means,
And Your Metaphors (as Mixed As You Can Make Them)
Are Linked, Like Days, Together.
I Still Hear Trains At Night, When The Wind Is Right.
I Remember Everything, Lick
And Thread This String That Will Never Mend You
Or Tailor More Than A Memory Of A Kitchen Floor,
Or The Fire-door That We Kept Propping Open.
And I Love This Place; The Enormous Sky,
And The Faces, Hands That I'm Haunted By,
So Why Can't I Forgive These Buildings,
These Frameworks Labeled "home"?
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