Unlearning

Verse 1

Silk padlock at his throat

He orders flutes for two

Talks about tenderness

Like paying attention is the same

And he never looks my way

When he says it

Pre-Chorus

Maybe I am learning this slowly

Maybe I am the one who looked away

Chorus

This city is as large as its exceptions

One dead pigeon from its knees

I am slowly unlearning my own story

I am slowly surer now

Verse 2

A girl on the blood-stained platform

Maybe sad or just waiting

While the common things went on

Above our heads like weather

I read the velocity of turning

Equals the folding of a soul

Pre-Chorus

Star-hard and constant it divides

Into the wattage of a lit ribcage

Chorus

This city is as large as its exceptions

One dead pigeon from its knees

I am slowly unlearning my own story

I am slowly surer now

Bridge

A man shaping a Madonna from shards

Moon-colored plaster broken tile

He uses both hands to fit the glass

Into her hip and does not look at her

Then says it again

Dizzy mockingbird doubling its sound

Chorus

This city is as large as its exceptions

One dead pigeon from its knees

I am slowly unlearning my own story

I am slowly surer now

Outro

End