ix Anthony from Melodrama2009 / Saintaugustine by central standard time

My dad visits me with dragonflies
Bright stars in an otherwise empty nights
My neighbors never realise

its about that time where i notice it
creeping up just a little, bit by bit
how cold september nights can get

it's been eight years and im still the same
im almost nine and im calling out your name
staring at the moon

its hide and seek but you have no form
im left searching where you walked decades before
would you come back soon?

do you hear me? up above me?
do you know i see you everywhere
have you pulled strings? from where you're hiding?
or do you look at me and sit and stare

its almost funny if you think too hard
if you believe in the gentle hand of god
how reckless he can be

i can't decide whether to laugh or cry
at my empty house, heavy heart, and my burdened mind
my chernobyl family

my life's distracting from the simple fact
that no matter how the wind blows, he's never coming back
it's pretty cut and dry

so when the wind changes i hold my breath
for god to take some pity, undo the chains of death
make it like he never died

if he got to? would he want to?
take a trip down for a day
just to make sure? we were cared for?
before finally going away
if he showed up? would it blow up?
into pieces in front of my eyes
all this believing? is there a reason?
that he had to go and die

my dad visits me with dragonflies
and i think its time that i decide
thats all i wanna know

• Folk
• bedroom folk
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