July 3rd, 2020

books

Poetry Friday: When the Smoke Clears by Imaginary Future and Kina Grannis

Time is all we ever wanted in this life
We glue ourselves together every night
A star upon a rock against the tide

Try to separate the body from the mind
We fall apart in ways we never like
We move the frame until we are the sky

We're gonna be the last ones standing
Much better for the hard-earned landing
If we're a part of everything, then all is as it ought to be
We're gonna be the last ones standing

Home is only an illusion of the soul
We fool ourselves to think we have control
As if there were another way to go

We're gonna be the last ones standing
Much better for the hard-earned landing
If we're a part of everything, then all is as it ought to be
We're gonna be the last ones standing
When the smoke clears

- lyrics from When the Smoke Clears by Imaginary Future and Kina Grannis

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