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To Cliffs

by Tommy Hawk

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1.
hallucinate the cold and frozen fingers on the bar hallucinate the time we left and had to jump your car this is not permanent i’ll meet you in the morning trading my possessions fight the rising of the flood thought i loved the sea but i got mountains in my blood and the desert that lies just beyond will meet me in the morning that’s the way it goes that’s the way it’s been and i try to understand the world that i am living in but its too late its passing me by and if i die under this tin roof that i raised with my two hands they’ll write that he died well and gave it hell until the end the dust of my old bones to feed the vultures in the morning that’s the way it goes that’s the way it’s been and i try to understand the world that i am living in but its too late its passing me by time does fine without me nipping like a dog at heel let it roll over the hills and chase i never will after all the moon is high I’m howling for the morning that’s the way it goes that’s the way it’s been and i try to understand the world that i am living in but its too late its passing me by
2.
Orin 02:15
Tuscon and the moving on the heat map of the stone Condo the recycled air the stillness of the pool dry eyes and the summoning of something in between thought now thought too much never think enough don’t let me down talk now talk too much (you say you only want to be left alone) never say enough don’t let me down Racket and the tennis serve the serving to yourself Marble and the countertop empty and unused dry eyes and the summoning of something in between thought now thought too much never think enough don’t let me down talk now talk too much (you say you only want to be left alone) never say enough don’t let me down
3.
The Oak 02:39
digging up the dream all we find are the same old seeds unfettered underneath polishing the same old things you want it all so stack them up and let them fall where they may lie a tributary life twisting by the same old shores arbor in the mind autumnal in the way it sways silent where you stand the snow collects around your knees you stand to be buried by it’s persistence and left behind
 and maybe that’s alright after all it’s a brand new thing you never know who will rest upon your bough and shake the ice and get you thinking twice see the forest for the trees
4.
Foxes 04:26
faceless dash through the gypsy snow all that is crystal and cold and the light is only but a phantom here nameless walk through the sycamores time stands irrelevant here slow as sap encased in the receding pine  Twist the tail Don't follow me Underneath the underneath  Flurry gives into the grey Away delight away delight away Forty crows in holy fire Statuesque upon the wire  Who remains? Maybe you Maybe I brake lights and the edge of the logging road the end of familiar sound turn around turn around Twist the tail Don't follow me Underneath the underneath  Flurry gives into the grey Away delight away delight away Forty crows in holy fire Statuesque upon the wire  Who remains? Maybe you Maybe I run away run away run away
5.
Lakeside The widower Takes flight unheard Vanish to vocalize I know that we’ll meet and disguise Falling empty skies This is the math of it Fulcrum and the balance The tilt and the heavy slide I know it takes two to divide Falling empty skies This is yours Was never mine How could it be? Forty years and forty seasons Live in me Dig me down dig me down dig me down All around All of us In the ground Pinwheel through the sea A moment A memory It’s all within reach We can walk But can we learn to dive? Falling empty skies This is yours Was never mine How could it be? Forty years and forty seasons Live in me Dig me down dig me down dig me down All around All of us In the ground
6.
Knoxville 02:08
just another dead body in the creek just another dead body for the week i am on my back floating down a dirty river looking up and thinking bout the things that i coulda gave her i was stupid left her crying kneeling on the hillside mama in the distance shook her head and then went inside i am awful angry and unkind and i admit it pour a better bottle back and see if i can quit it Knoxville you seem so fine When I turn my head a certain way Pale moon in the keyway rise I’ll be a better man on a different day southern baptist sitting on the steps of the cathedral southern baptist knocking on the door of the deceitful i am on my back floating down a dirty river looking up and thinking bout the things i don’t deliver how every time i make a wrong i never make it right how every time I’m moving on i end it with a fight I’m a sore sight for sore eyes that cannot see And they will sing a song about my life in Tennessee Knoxville you seem so fine When I turn my head a certain way Pale moon in the keyway rise I’ll be a better man on a different day Knoxville you seem so fine When I turn my head a certain way Pale moon in the keyway rise I’ll be a better man on a different day Knoxville you seemed so fine When I had a lot to give away
 Empty pockets and a watch to wind Made a bitter man out of me
7.
Groundwater 02:25
i put on fronts masquerades and noble airs i’ll throw out sequiturs to see if anyone cares cause i sure don’t we live in ground that is without groundwater we live in ground that is without groundwater we need a focus to focus our obsession i got nothing to feed my addiction yesterday i tried to start my 73 in my iced over driveway but it wouldn’t turn over so i just ended up sitting in the driver’s seat for a long long time we live in ground that is without groundwater we live in ground that is without groundwater we need a focus to focus our obsession i got nothing to feed my addiction i watch the sun poking through the trees there’s a strange quality to the leaves and their sound something’s coming around something’s coming around something’s coming around

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released March 18, 2018

All music written, performed, and recorded by Seth Coburn. Other noise provided by grackles, sirens, HVAC.

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Tommy Hawk Austin, Texas

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