Gumball Blue from Hell-On by Neko Case

SO SORRY FOR THE TROUBLE
THE TIMES WE’VE BEEN AFRAID OF EACH OTHER
BECAUSE WE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND
ALL THE SPELLS WE CAST WITHOUT TRYING
WE PUSHED THROUGH
SHIPWRECK IN MY LAP
SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH
GUMBALL BLUE

THROUGH DAMP BODIES CRAMMED IN TIMES SQUARE
I LOGGED A FURIOUS PATH ONE-HANDED
TO A HOTEL WITH NO ONE WAITING
BUT ME, AND ME AND MY WHOLE LIFE, A FEVER
..AND THE PHONE
HOW WAS I TO KNOW?
SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH
GUMBALL BLUE

WHEN STRANGERS SAY I LOVE YOU
YOUR BANISHED TO A PLANET WITH NO SOUND
NO SOUND

BUT YOU COME BACK FOR ME
SOMETIMES ONLY FOR YOUR OWN PIECE OF MIND
SOMETIMES WHERE THERE’S SMOKE..
IT’S JUST A SMOKE MACHINE, HONEY

I’VE LIVED SINGING YOUR SONGS
LONG LEGGED MAZES AND ENGLISH GEOMETRY
DARING NOT CONSIDER WE WERE HERE
SHOULD WE BREAK SPELLS WITHOUT TRYING
WE CUT OUR LASERS SHORT AT CRYING
AND KINDLY BANISH
THIS SOUNDLESS PLANET
TO STAIN THE EDGES OF THE NEBULA
GUMBALL BLUE

ANOTHER HAPPY NEW YEAR

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