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Magnetic Fields

from Bric​-​á​-​Brac by Eric Bettencourt

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We both stepped in and held on
And then burst open wide
Exploding stars are helpless
The edges are always undefined

And now I'm turning wrenches
Far from what needs fixing
But your world contained no fences
Full of beauty and suffering

Still I'm waiting for the colors to return to the scenery

Your allure was pulverizing
Absorbing light and slowing time
Just how could I brace for impact
In the garden of your poor design?

Still I'm waiting for the colors to return to the scenery

My desperate words a bleeding fever
While you'd collapse then disappear
Your rising sparks would gather motion
Illuminating the dogs drawn to your fears

On this lonely trail between us
I watch my shadow drag a busted crutch
The only rules of love and battle
To ask for nothing is to ask too much
Too much, too much
To ask for nothing is to ask too much
Too much, too much

Our magnetic fields still pulsing
Bending circles from broken lines
We were only seeking shelter
While all roads are simply searching for a place to die

Still we're waiting for the colors to return to the scenery
To ask for nothing is to ask too much

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from Bric​-​á​-​Brac, released November 10, 2020

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