Saturday Morning from LISOGA by The Heavy Forgiveness

I got a call from an old friend
He sounded breathless on the other end
But I couldn’t understand a single word he said
So I just hung up again
Some friend I am

You explained yourself
I got drunk and cried
And we laid together for the final time
But even as I told myself to enjoy what still was mine
I just couldn’t sleep that night
So I went outside

And when the sun came up Saturday morning
You still couldn’t know
I had gone with no plan for returning

When the winter’s over, I’ll be born again
My friends will see me and they’ll say:
“It’s nice to see you, Ben
Where have you been? I hope you didn’t let their opinion get inside your head”
But of course that’s what I did
I know I said what I said

And you can always take it back
But you can also never take it back
And even once you’ve had the thought, there’s no point in
Pretending you’re not on the opposite track
From the track you’re used to in your own curated careful brain
It’s just not enough to feel the lack
It’s just never gonna feel the same

So please help wake me up Saturday morning
I need something else
Help me throw myself out into nothing

I wish that I could see you more often than I do
I wish that when I did, I could see right through you
I wish that I were different, I wish I could learn to change
I wish the skeletons inside my closet would behave

And I wish I knew the future, and I wish I knew your mind
I wish I could control my life one moment at a time
I hope that I can learn before I’m fully off the deep end
It’s just too much to handle in a single weekend

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