In Medias Res Between Longing and Mystery by Adjy Lyrics
Wait, hold, wait, tighter
Eyes closed, era, hour
Weak-weight, shy moment
Quick hold it
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Somewhere in between what it was and was to me
There is a line I cannot find
For it’s ever drawn behind
“Where two forms ever debut
At the Cloverleaf four rivers run through.”
On a page of their purlieu
The lightning bug below them flew
Their candles lit in sacrament
A holy rite, now holy writ
An open field, a broken star
It's who they were, it's who they were
It's who we were
It's who we are
Wait, hold, wait, tighter
Eyes closed, era, hour
Weak-weight, shy moment
Quick hold it
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Wait, hold, wait, tighter
Eyes closed, eyes don't know i
Week, wait, shy moment
Quick hold it
Out lay the years like dandelions
I transmute as lead for golden wine
The dog days stayed in sigil casks
I take a dram, it takes me back
I scry their tale to quicken mine
And for a moment you’re alive
But when I blink, I’m bound in skin
A lonely ram, a peerless twin
I panic swill, eyes clinched I wind
Further back, a mystery
In Josh's house, you came to me
In my room where I wept alone
At the story of my home
For you’re all I’ve known of kin
Born in the midst in requiem
And it all comes down to you
A bonny echo I once knew
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Wake, hold, wait, summer
Grow corn, wide, thicker
Wait hold, fire flicker
Quick hold it
The taste wanes dull, the scent runs weak
I kept your coin but the quoins won’t keep
And all I know is leaving me
That fiery sword’s cleft everything
Though somewhere between 12 and 1
Out from the clock a new theme sprung
For now our time moves in a line, two before and one behind
Two before and one behind
Eyes closed, era, hour
Weak-weight, shy moment
Quick hold it
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Somewhere in between what it was and was to me
There is a line I cannot find
For it’s ever drawn behind
“Where two forms ever debut
At the Cloverleaf four rivers run through.”
On a page of their purlieu
The lightning bug below them flew
Their candles lit in sacrament
A holy rite, now holy writ
An open field, a broken star
It's who they were, it's who they were
It's who we were
It's who we are
Wait, hold, wait, tighter
Eyes closed, era, hour
Weak-weight, shy moment
Quick hold it
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Wait, hold, wait, tighter
Eyes closed, eyes don't know i
Week, wait, shy moment
Quick hold it
Out lay the years like dandelions
I transmute as lead for golden wine
The dog days stayed in sigil casks
I take a dram, it takes me back
I scry their tale to quicken mine
And for a moment you’re alive
But when I blink, I’m bound in skin
A lonely ram, a peerless twin
I panic swill, eyes clinched I wind
Further back, a mystery
In Josh's house, you came to me
In my room where I wept alone
At the story of my home
For you’re all I’ve known of kin
Born in the midst in requiem
And it all comes down to you
A bonny echo I once knew
Wait, hold. wait, runner
Don't go cold Summer
Day, week, hour, era
Quick hold it
Wake, hold, wait, summer
Grow corn, wide, thicker
Wait hold, fire flicker
Quick hold it
The taste wanes dull, the scent runs weak
I kept your coin but the quoins won’t keep
And all I know is leaving me
That fiery sword’s cleft everything
Though somewhere between 12 and 1
Out from the clock a new theme sprung
For now our time moves in a line, two before and one behind
Two before and one behind