Take Me Back To Graceland
Photographs and picture frames
They all the same to me
Hollowed out of broken glass in cemetery skins
A call out to lovers, Is a call out to ghosts
She chokes, just like she smiled
I used to be your energy
I used to be your friend
Guess everybody that I love will leave me in the end
Now I build in towers
Yeah I know it’s my fault
Still, I folded, under your house of cards
I taught myself to build a house
from wooden chairs and sheets
Shadow faces, trick my eyes
From shadow facing streets
I call out for Jackson
He gave me escape
Still, I shake, shake like her Winters
When I faltered
You kept me intact
You gave me a home-life
And in snow, whiter than Heaven
Just take me back to Graceland
Take me back to Graceland
So give me Waits,
and give me Cohen
I’m not going Quiet
I pour myself a whiskey, with nothing else inside
Yes, I lost a bluebird
The blue stars have gone
Still, I shone, shone like her Autumns
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