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 So, here's two more songs. Hammered these out all kinds of fast, but I still quite like them.

Tomorrow

Yes, we all know you’ve gone far, kid
And yes, we’ve all seen the sick things you did
But none of that means I don’t want you back
Or that I didn’t try to fend of this latest attack
To buy us some time for one last drink
To save us all the time to think
About how we’ll find out
Who you’ll be tomorrow

So here’s to the rush when the blade hits my skin
It’s almost like running with you
Only less tears and I’m less sure I’m alive
And here’s to the way you don’t answer my calls
I’m sure it’s the right thing to do
Only I wish I weren’t so sure I’d survive

To catch one last glance at that look on your face
That you make when you know you’re running a lost race
Just before the storm sweeps through
And I’ve lost you in that great, vast blue
So tonight I’ll be raising my glass alone
I won’t be keeping one eye on the phone
Waiting to find out
Who you’ll be tomorrow

So here’s to the rush when the blade hits my skin
It’s almost like running with you
Only less tears and I’m less sure I’m alive
And here’s to the way you don’t answer my calls
I’m sure it’s the right thing to do
Only I wish I weren’t so sure I’d survive

To learn the look that’ll be on my face
Drinking alone in your empty place

And what’s with these eyes that I don’t recognize?
And what’ve you done to your hair?
I know I’ve pulled one of these tricks myself
And I know turnabout’s only fair
But I never did handle change all that well
And there are still things that I’ve left to tell you
Before I can find out
Who you’ll be tomorrow

~

Ach, Du

You think I’m losing touch
I think that’s nothing new
You think I think too much
I’m thinking so do you

I’m looking through you
I swear I never meant to
I’m seeing through you, now
And it’s the last thing I wanted to do

So slam shut those midnight sky eyes
And don’t glance at what I’m become
Or the memories that crosshatch my thighs
And I promise that I can play dumb

Now, I’m looking through you
I swear I never meant to
I’m seeing through you, now, my love
And it’s the last thing I wanted to do

Because inside
You barely twist or twine
And when the light shines
Your cracks are so clearly defined

So slam shut those midnight sky eyes
And don’t glance at what I’m become
Or the memories that crosshatch my thighs
Or my skin, cold and tight as a drum

And I promise I’ll find time to write
Of the road rolling dark ‘neath my car
And I won’t mention every lost fight
But I can’t promise I won’t run far

Now, I’m looking through you
Though I swear I never meant to
I’m seeing through you, now,
And it’s the last thing I wanted to do