Language or the Kiss - Emily Saliers

I don't know if it was real or in a dream

Lately waking up I'm not sure where I've been

There was a table set for six and five were there

I stood outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair

And there was steam on the windows from the kitchen

Laughter like a language I once spoke with ease

But I'm made mute by the virtue of decision

And I choose most of your life goes on without me

Oh the fear I've known

That I might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own

All I've sown was a song

But maybe I was wrong

I said to you the one gift which I'd adore
The package of the next 10 years unfolding
But you told me if I had my way I'd be bored (I'd be bored)
Right then I knew I loved you best born of your scolding
When we last talked we were lying on our backs (lying on our backs)
Looking at the sky through the ceiling (looking at the sky, looking through the ceiling)
I used to lie like that alone out on the driveway
Trying to read the Greek upon the stars
The alphabet of feeling
Oh I knew back then
It was a calling that said if joy then pain
The sound of the voice these years later
Is still the same

I am alone in a hotel room tonight
I squeeze the sky out but there's not a star appears
Begin my studies with this paper and this pencil
And I'm working through the grammer of my fears
Oh mercy (mercy) what I won't give
To have the things that mean the most not to mean the things I miss
Unforgiving the choice still is
The language or the kiss

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