Hoax
You’ve gotten me
Now I can rest and let the hatchet stay buried
House
You knew me
So what had you guessing that I’d ever be angry
I don’t seem to really care
Anymore
So here’s a lock to keep the creaks from the door
I don’t seem to really care
About the guilt pent
Minor details I was missin’
The way the autumn breeze had kept me waking up sniffling
Hocus pocus if I care
Hoax
Your magic leaks
Reading the news that kept you
Out of my story
Poems
Of wild geese
Hundreds of miles you fled to let love
Take body
I don’t seem to really care
Anymore
Call me the reason there’s a lock on your door
I don’t seem to really care
About the guilt lent
Minor details I had right when
Fixing every fault that I had never wrong for faulting
Hocus pocus if I care
Our place among the wild
How sad how lovely
Looking back on what brought us here
Set us free
