TO THE SEA (Words - GA Johnson) We sail on the bad tide, we sail on the bad sea, from your heart to my heart with sails cut from mercy/From your heart to my heart, from Summer to Spring, we row through the Dead Sea to the deader within There's rain on the line between his ear and mine/Lost in translation, bad patient/I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation/He's French, a hack, white, Caucasian/We fuck in sadness, a cold frustration/Then we're fine for a while, our hearts adjacent/He types, I read and we clash on the keys/He corrects, I direct the bones of the text/But he's silent, too ill, too fragile, too still and I'm violent and rash, slow down for the crash THE BIGGEST LIE (Words - GA Johnson) She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day and all memory of this will fade away"/And that's the biggest lie and I just wonder why when love dissolves we don't all just die/I sat by the lake when everyone had gone home, nothing on my body but the sadness I had on/I felt death's elbow nudging at my ribs, telling me to let go - I don't deserve to live/ She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day and all memory of this will fade away"/And that's the biggest lie and I just wonder why when love dissolves we don't all just die/Liar THE BLUE HOUR (Words - GA Johnson) The clouds, they go their way