Parquet Courts' older stuff never really did it for me, leaving me to wonder what all the fuss was about. With this year's Human Performance they've finally grabbed my attention. And this song. This fucking song. Can't get it out of my head. Perfection.
I know exactly, where I was when I
First saw you the way I see you now, through these eyes, waiting to retry
Those pristine days I, recall so fondly
So few are trials when a life isn't lonely, and now if only
I'd never felt it, I'd never heard it
I know I loved you did I even deserve it, when you returned it
There's no suspicion, no hesitation
Believing through the eyes of sure, adoration
Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours
Ashtray is crowded, bottle is empty
No music plays and nothing moves without drifting, into a memory
Busy apartment, no room for grieving
Sink full of dishes and no trouble believing, that you are leaving
Mid-sentence tremors, mind at its weakest
One way of shaking off the thoughts that it sleeps with
Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours
In walks the darkness, I pitch without you
Asks me do I realize what I'd done and who I'd done to, indeed I do know
It never leaves me, just visits less often
It isn't gone and I won't feel its grip soften, without a coffin
Breathing beside me, feeling its warmness
Phantom affection gives a human, performance
Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours
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