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I sit here with you like a stranger and yet
What have we become and what can we forget
In the unknowing, we solve the crises of history
Absolved of the mystery, they stare at the opposite wall
If one should crawl forward, I'd scrape up my knees
Like God in the progress, approaching the truth
But unfortunate tangling of body and boots will prevent it
The boots of Almighty and minions on children
On us, as we sit here in silence, like strangers

As it finds us out
Shaking the roof off our doubt
From foundation up
Deprivation drones
Shaking frontiers from our homes
Creating museums
Out of where we should try to live

My thoughts are so far elsewhere
Off in Hell's care
Bring me back to where
Museums crumble

Alexandra, come home
I've been bathing the demons
I'm not ashamed to stand here
And fan the flame
While I'm alone
Until you come home

My thoughts are so far elsewhere
Off in Hell's care
Bring me back to where
Museums crumble
Knapsacks rumbling

I feel God rattling in my fingers
Stumbling with mortal grace
To capture these moments
I feel the future buzzing in my teeth
Taste the present now
A gift among these aged walls
Down every hallway, out in the cold
Impressing the hands we've held
Compressing intangibles
Undressing repressions
Foregoing intentions
And making the mold

Soon I'll sit among strangers, without you, deny it
And wonder their reasons, my guesses the pretense
By which I keep quiet and fail at the bridge whose building I beg for
A peer with a pen, my veneer their vernacular
Spectral except a decision to spit at the envelope
Push it away, peddling direction, not substance
Writing cannot free anyone, it offers an arrow
Pulling like pointing like the air blows
Into me but never a resident

Never finding out
Never reciprocal
Amusingly cyclic
Amusing until they are shaken awake
And I'm with you all
Fucking in bathroom stalls
I hate art
I like kissing
I want them to see that the rest of us
Celebrate celibacy with the candor
That hanging our ganders can bring to these walls
Should I be building or burning museums?

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from Children Having Children, released October 17, 2007

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Steeped in equal parts rock, alternative, and post-everything, then stirred with orchestral ambitions and sweetened with noise, CHC likes to do as they please in an attempt to pay homage to the legacy of great songwriting.

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