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Leaving Amsterdam

from Somewhere by Andrew Mura

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Someday you’ll find yourself in Paris in the morning
With no ticket home no phone and nowhere else to go
The smoke from the night before cannot put out the burning
When everything you fear the most comes knocking at the door
Ten years ago when I got sick I looked for shelter
In storage units, hallways, and in tents in friends back yards
Like leaving Amsterdam with nothing in my pockets
Shattered in the station and the loaf of bread gone hard

These times lay black behind me shaped and saved inside my head
If everything lives on at least it feels those times are dead
And still I dig into myself collecting everything I can
As if these broken pictures ever tell me who I am

When I was twelve I lifted salmon from the ocean
One day a giant king came up upon the line
He didn’t struggle he just lay there still and waiting
He knew he was going somewhere you could see it in his eyes
When I am much older old enough to stop my breathing
I want my body burned away till nearly nothings left
Then tossed into the western ocean while the tide is falling
To settle in the sediment my remnants laid to rest

These times lay black behind me shaped and saved inside my head
If everything lives on at least it feels those times are dead
And still I dig into myself collecting everything I can
As if these broken pictures ever tell me who I am

When I was younger only early in my learning
They showed us picture books of people far away
Lines and lines of people posed for pictures in strange clothing
From time to time I wonder if there are any left today

These times I gather to me nestled deep in my pockets
It’s all that lives on here this handful of old shattered gems
Still I dig into the dark in picture books and brass lockets
As if these broken pieces ever tell me who I am

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from Somewhere, released March 9, 2012

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Andrew Mura Farmington, Maine

Born in the woods, moved to the city, saw the world, then moved to a city in the woods.


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