Enduring the Waves - Mount Eerie, Julie Doiron

Reading about Buddhism

And listening to Xasthur

On the subway in New York City

Back when you were my home

Not that long ago

This (This churning life)

Life (Of avalanches)

Upends me

Again and again (It spins)

Each night (Each day plummets into night)

Now my mind in the dark

Brings it all roaring back

That you could not bear me

(Can I bear uncertainty that arrives)

O the wind that came

In through the door?

That I can not hold you

(Holding you in my mind)

Our devotions mismatched

(Waking up surprised

With no one around

And wondering «who?»)

We could have bridged the gap

But it yawned and swallowed

This world of ours

That’s now yours and mine

(That's now mine and yours)

This life bulldozed (This life)

By ridiculous sensitivities (Clinging to rocks in wind)

Seeing your face everywhere

And there’s no escape (Seeing this lost chance)

Except what if we could go further in?

We were each others' reward

For enduring the waves

(«The wages of dying is love»)

(Like the poem says)

As long as the one last leap

Into the dark

Is wholehearted

It almost was