This Isn't It​/​Your Ghost

from by The Whaling Wall

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inside it was darker than the black night
and the door was shut and locked tight
and my teeth held back cries

inside it was colder than the frostbite
and the underside of my eyes
still thought you were by my side

but i sank down deep into the soil
down deep beneath the floorboards
and i sank down deep into the ocean
flooding underneath the basement
because you didn't follow me home

cold eyes were searching by the fireside
were hoping under streetlights
that that's where they'd find

someone a lonely heart long gone
a ghost without a tied tongue
but it was just you

and i was still stuck drowning in the basement
water rushing off with passports
and i sank down deeper into pictures
photos taken of the future
i tried to look but the water stung cold

i know there can be a happy ending
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
and i know that our wounds are slowly mending
but this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it

black tides were filling up my mind
caught under the riptide
but you were still miles high

soaring away from the roaring
despite the alluring
fact that the waves inside

of you harmonized with the crashing
tidal symphonies of drowned things
as my lungs cried helplessly for mercy
at the flooding walls of history
and as i choked you turned away from me

there's a time and a place for loving gently
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
but i know that this cannot be the ending
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it

i found your ghost last night hiding in my wall
it should've stayed inside
i gave it life it didn't have
a touch of my own light
and drowning now, i feel it linger
before it disappears
the waves rush off to far off places
but i'm still here

there's a current leading somewhere back to meet you
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
and there will come a time when i'm not see-through
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
but i see it in your eyes, this isn't over
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
and i know that in time we will start over
this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it

and 'til it is i'll hold my breath a moment
keep my lungs aloft with hopeful tunes
and my wet eyes readjust to blackness
taking in the flooding crawlspace
and far away your ghost reconnects with you

my mind was soothed by lullabies
my hands were held tight
by voices tired and kind

whispers like timid vespers
or cautious testers
of lovers' hearts and minds

and i'm pulled down rocking all the while
pulled away into a healing home
where i sleep through oxygen and daylight
keeping quiet still and upright
until the day i won't have to be alone

and i'm sure that day will soon be coming
but this isn't it, boy, you know this isn't it
but i can see it full of trust and loving
but this isn't it, boy, you'll have to wait a bit

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from Hauntology, released January 17, 2014

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i am a dude from montreal who wrote 4 songs when he was sick in bed.

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