"Fawning Gash" by Dylan Gilbert

Elbow my foot across a state line first / Smoke screen fills the van / Another billboard zooms past / Dolphin are jumping / Spotted ‘em from the bridge / I’m wishing you were here / Flashbacks play out of order / Smell the salt air and wistful closeness we coveted, we coveted / Glancing back as a stranger through the glass / High tide was coming in / My mind starts to wander / I see you clear as day, that polaroid camera up against your face / And me out in the water posing for the cover of a new Spiderland like it’s freshman year again / I remember when you said that secrets were all, all that you have / Ok, but can’t you at least tell me why you were crying? / I don’t mean to romanticize my past, but in the reflection I can see it / High tide was coming in / I don’t mean to wallow in the past, but in the reflection I can see it / High tide was coming in / High tide was coming in / High tide was coming in / High tide was coming in / High tide was coming in / Let the tide come on in / Let the tide come on in /

• Experimental
• Charlotte