7.Communicating Doors
Campaign down from Atlanta, five-hour drive to the coast
Brought whatever we thought we'd need to pierce the skin of a
ghost
Left your car at the hotel, rode up seventeen floors
And checked ourselves into separate rooms with communicating
doors
Lay on top of the covers turn the fan up to full
Chase a memory around my head; silver, satin, and wool
Close the bar at the harbor say goodnight in the hall
Smash the lock with a midnight knock and the rest i don't recall
Stones rise out of the water, water eats at the stones
I know people who dig up graves just to label the bones
All that poison we swallowed seeping out through the pores
And floating over the transoms of communicating doors
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