Lyrics Personal Eclipse - The Weather Station
I
remember
the
dry
grass
of
Nebraska,
gray
to
distant
blue
I
stopped
on
hills
like
slumping
shoulders,
car
cooling,
I
took
off
my
shoes
I
drove
out
west
with
my
sister,
she
talks
more
than
I
do
When
she
fell
silent,
still
I'd
miss
her
The
sound
of
the
wind
coming
through
I
remember
the
smoky
cups
of
coffee
at
The
Continental
Divide
Mesas
rose
up
there
beside
me,
I
felt
like
I'd
arrived
I
walked
on
the
streets
of
California
to
the
wail
of
car
alarms
Men
would
shout
out
to
me
passing,
a
stranger
with
crossed
arms
I
remember
the
subtlety
of
canyons,
black
by
the
roadside
A
cut
in
the
rocks
as
I
was
passing,
just
a
glimpse
as
you
go
by
If
there's
something
you
always
are
choosing,
you
may
not
recognize
If
there's
something
you
always
are
loosing,
something
disguised
Lately
I
found
myself
lonely,
I
wouldn't
have
called
it
that
before
I
always
took
it
as
a
comfort,
what
all
the
distance
was
for
If
you
can't
leave
clean
as
a
statement,
so
true
that
you
almost
wince
If
you
can't
leave,
you
get
yourself
taken,
like
a
personal
eclipse
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