Tilt

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Iron snakes rise up
Out of the reinforced foundation of a house
Someone dreamed he wanted built
I sit with you, you sit with me and softly say
‘This is no sunset, let’s relax and wait
And watch the earth tilt.’

A fingernail of moon scraped through
A sky of deepest navy blue
That covered surf and shoreline like a quilt
You sit with me, I sit with you and say
“Go easy on the anisette,
I’m sure I just began to feel the Earth tilt

Tilt away from the sun
And draw the blood red waves towards us
Tilt back into space
And hope the shining stars reward us

I’m breaking here or broken
But I hold that thought and your hand
And try to batten down the rising tide of guilt
I sit with you, you sit with me and say
‘Who ordered us this string quartet
Cos something changed and it wasn’t just the Earth tilt?

Tilt away from the sun
And draw the blood red waves towards us
Tilt back into space
And hope the shining star s reward us

The floor is always moving, it doesn’t seem that way
Maybe it will be me tomorrow, if it’s you today

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