joseph stalin
The plane went down on Wednesday
I wrote the date on my arm
So I’ll always remember that she’s gone
While I’m stuck in sublimation
In the Alps waiting for May
Dad, you’d have done the same when you were my age
I’m staring at a picture
Of you rowing on the lake
1984 never felt so far away
But I’ll never get to ask you
You’ll never get to answer
Maybe you’ll talk to me when we’re both dead forever
At first it was a secret
That we kept from each other
I never thought I’d use it, thought I’d hold it until the end
Check underneath the dog bed
You’ll find a tiny blind man
Underneath his eyeballs, he’s got the truth inside his head
This is the new religion
It’s where the pilot’s gone
& why it’s been a decade since the hockey team won
She was born in mourning
From the barrel of a gun
& just like joseph Stalin, she’ll be loved by everyone
Just like joseph Stalin, everyone will love her
Every winter
Is getting shorter
It’s not romantic
It’s never clear
Who saw what coming
When you stopped glowing
Turn the lights off
You’re never here
It’s changed, divulged in riddles
So we’ll sleep for days
It’s strange