Lyrics YOU ASCENDANT - La Dispute
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                visions 
                                                of 
                                                you 
                                                wandering 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Daylight 
                                                bursts 
                                                against 
                                                printed 
                                                flowers 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                dress
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                hair, 
                                                silver 
                                                white
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                you 
                                                walk 
                                                purposefully 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                shoulder 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                highway
 
                                    
                                
                                                Indifferent 
                                                to 
                                                traffic 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                to 
                                                you, 
                                                as 
                                                if 
                                                neither 
                                                existed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Alone 
                                                there 
                                                like 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                summer 
                                                colors 
                                                shone 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Open 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                goldenrod
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sky 
                                                    a 
                                                soft 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sapphire 
                                                and 
                                                selenite
 
                                    
                                
                                                Agate, 
                                                blue 
                                                lace
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                pale 
                                                white 
                                                bone 
                                                and 
                                                brush
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                things 
                                                to 
                                                dust 
                                                return
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you 
                                                keep 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heading 
                                                westward 
                                                quick 
                                                down 
                                                Fulton 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                everything 
                                                beyond 
                                                compelled 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walk 
                                                now 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                not 
                                                take 
                                                your 
                                                eyes 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                not 
                                                either
 
                                    
                                
                                                Quickening 
                                                your 
                                                pace
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                blown 
                                                backwards 
                                                towards 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                face 
                                                expressionless
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                stop 
                                                suddenly 
                                                still 
                                                as 
                                                carved 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                to 
                                                catch 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                awe 
                                                always 
                                                even 
                                                in 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                raised 
                                                your 
                                                arms
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                cross 
                                                shaped 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                monument
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feeling 
                                                permanence 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                denying 
                                                her 
                                                death 
                                                and 
                                                yours
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                traffic 
                                                stopped 
                                                to 
                                                watch
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                you'd 
                                                leave 
                                                then
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ascending 
                                                heavenward 
                                                to 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                in 
                                                panic 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peace 
                                                for 
                                                you 
                                                forever 
                                                somewhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                carried 
                                                on 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                visions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tired 
                                                and 
                                                lost 
                                                for 
                                                years 
                                                this 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                half-aware 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shining 
                                                against 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bright 
                                                until 
                                                we 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                die, 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                do 
                                                so 
                                                beside 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                die, 
                                                let 
                                                us 
                                                go 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                comes 
                                                will 
                                                we 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bright 
                                                lights 
                                                burst 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                evergreens
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feel 
                                                the 
                                                blown 
                                                sand 
                                                at 
                                                our 
                                                ankles
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                hear 
                                                rustling 
                                                needles 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                breeze?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                could 
                                                know?
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                choose 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fill 
                                                out 
                                                circles 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                ballot 
                                                sheet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Vote 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we'll 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                noise 
                                                will 
                                                cease 
                                                finally 
                                                and 
                                                forever 
                                                for 
                                                us 
                                                both
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                would 
                                                we 
                                                do?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                would 
                                                we 
                                                go?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                we 
                                                pass 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                barracks 
                                                beneath 
                                                bed 
                                                sheets?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brand 
                                                new 
                                                sneakers 
                                                on 
                                                our 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                by 
                                                two 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                common 
                                                tale
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peacefully 
                                                to 
                                                sleep, 
                                                forever 
                                                dream?
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                will 
                                                we 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                just 
                                                disappear?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                can 
                                                we 
                                                be 
                                                hung 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                gallery
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                permanently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forever 
                                                with 
                                                family 
                                                and 
                                                painted 
                                                in 
                                                frames
 
                                    
                                
                                                Variations 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                theme?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                will 
                                                we 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cut 
                                                in 
                                                frieze
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                in 
                                                glass 
                                                cases
 
                                    
                                
                                                Death 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                mind 
                                                of 
                                                living 
                                                things
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                quietly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drinking 
                                                coffee 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                sunrise
 
                                    
                                
                                                Below 
                                                the 
                                                leaves 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                bedroom
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                garden 
                                                or 
                                                just 
                                                drift 
                                                off 
                                                watching 
                                                TV
 
                                    
                                
                                                6:30 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                evening
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                coming 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                can 
                                                we 
                                                live 
                                                forever 
                                                here?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                best 
                                                memories
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drunk 
                                                beside 
                                                that 
                                                drainage 
                                                ditch
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                road 
                                                trip 
                                                East 
                                                of 
                                                Denver 
                                                maybe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Prison 
                                                in 
                                                periphery, 
                                                life 
                                                too 
                                                beautiful
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                sweet 
                                                despite 
                                                everything
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could 
                                                we 
                                                choose 
                                                to 
                                                stay 
                                                forever 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                never 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                long 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                fix 
                                                it?
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                years 
                                                lost 
                                                too 
                                                indifferent, 
                                                afraid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                you'll 
                                                burst 
                                                to 
                                                earth 
                                                around 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                lightning 
                                                at 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                How'd 
                                                    I 
                                                miss 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                so 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                where 
                                                does 
                                                the 
                                                shame 
                                                come 
                                                now 
                                                if 
                                                never 
                                                away?
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                to 
                                                blame 
                                                but 
                                                me, 
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                everything
 
                                    
                                
                                                How'd 
                                                    I 
                                                fail 
                                                so 
                                                badly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                visions 
                                                of 
                                                you 
                                                wandering 
                                                all 
                                                alone 
                                                down 
                                                every 
                                                city 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Light 
                                                shaded 
                                                everything 
                                                at 
                                                once 
                                                and 
                                                flower 
                                                burst 
                                                against 
                                                your 
                                                knees
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                asked 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                Graceful 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                sprinting 
                                                now 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                wind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                skin 
                                                pale 
                                                silver 
                                                lightning
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                seasons 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                grief
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                free 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                asked 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                loved 
                                                you 
                                                deeply 
                                                then 
                                                and 
                                                now 
                                                as 
                                                ever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                waver 
                                                once 
                                                again 
                                                at 
                                                all 
                                                in 
                                                any 
                                                timeline
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                bend 
                                                them 
                                                all 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                you 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                asked 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                wrench 
                                                you 
                                                from 
                                                those 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Release 
                                                the 
                                                flowers 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                the 
                                                monuments 
                                                in 
                                                plywood 
                                                and 
                                                ascend 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                be 
                                                me 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                need
 
                                    
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