Your Fridge is on Its Way

from Ten Things Which Aren't Love by Pale Bird

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Courage, oh courage
What will you make me do when you finally come to me?
I can’t stop imagining
All those young, handsome, well-tailored men
Dead in a ditch
Cold hands grasping a compatriot’s sleeve

My life’s dressed up so nicely
That I can’t look it in the eye
My fear has taken the form
Of a vaudeville street gang
Clinging to dry land
Promising a hand
To the thousand
Thrusting hands

Well I’m glad that you’re happy
But it’s not as if you’ve won some fucking competition
“We can deliver your prizes direct to your grave -
Your fridge is on its way”

My world’s grown to a size
Where I can’t look it in the eyes
Without standing precariously
On the shoulders of a
Shabby folk band
Holding my hands
Out either side
Like a gormless Gormley

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from Ten Things Which Aren't Love, released November 3, 2017
Tuba performed by Sam Pay.

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