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Field Mice

from better yet by Sam Rush

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Lyrics
I've been away generations of field mice
that sound in the ceiling
the same as their grandmother's feet

and the leaves on the trees look the likeness to me
though their height has increased
and there's children beneath
tell me when did you breed?

the kids and the trees
grow up when I go
but you and me, loves
we grow only old

I've been away long enough for the letters
I wrote to you all to be news to me now

and there in the spaces I left between phrases
I married the faces I left when I figured it out

that home is the sound
of you laughing in bed while we're reading aloud
war and peace
we've with at least
some twenty-odd years before we put it down
so here's to the words yet to read
and here's to the words yet to be

and here's to the suns yet to rise and yet to be born
a cheers with the wine that we made yesterday
though it yet to be poured
and here's to the roads that lead home

I've been away for at least twenty fevers
and one broken finger and two broken hearts

and I've brought one back to you
no, not a finger,I guess I should be grateful
that I can still play my guitar

I’ll play my guitar
cause I would much rather this broken heart

and home is the sound
of you laughing in bed while we're reading aloud
war and peace

we've with at least
some twenty-odd years before we put it down
so here's to the words yet to read
and here's to the words yet to be

and here's to the suns yet to rise and yet to be born
a cheers with the wine that we made yesterday
though it yet to be poured
and here's to the roads that lead home

I’ve been away for the most of the spring
all the dandys are lions, but one left for me
and just years ago I’d think to pluck it and press it
but all of my pages are songs left to sing

so let’s sing
to the seed yet to blow in the wind

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from better yet, released September 27, 2017
Written and performed by Sam Rush
Recorded by Jeff Francouer

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Sam Rush is a queer trans poet and musician with bunk ears who likes birds.

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