harder harmonies

Like a shadow on a shadow, a phantom in a filmstrip, 

Faint glimmer
Of the past trapped in mothers old slides. 

Sits still in the
Apartment while sifting through some pictures

Of the child that he
Once was and the sense of hope they framed. 
'Its a shame,'
And I fear that fate while the humming from the street keeps me awake, 


He says, 'I let life get twisted. Get worn out, torn up, and Late with the rent. 
And now nothing makes sense except the bench and That piano. A feeling nearing
Order when Im pressing down the Chords.'

And he plays,
And it swells and breaks, but whatll it take to make my life sound like
That. 

And brings a fever, a dream of sweat and ecstasy.
A Kiss on every hammer hit that follows as

The keys fall down and bring
An order first, then chaos, then a calm, that paints every shift
In
Murals on the wall.
And it presses to your neck, it clutches to
Your hips , softly sings to you of fireworks and
God and art and *** and
Its strange—

That it feels so right when nothing else does.
But all the while hes playing theres a humming
Coming up and
Through the window from outside. 

And even he has to admit a certain
Melody in it, 

But then why cant he harmonize? 

Its like the
Citys got its own song but he cant play along. 

He sees the notes
As they fly by but always plays them wrong. 

And in the bathroom it
Gets blurry gets warm and distorted ; 

Like light pushed theorange of
The pillbox he poured in his palm. 

It falls to the floor, he smiles
As it hits, 
'Sounds a little like an instrument.'
Like a voice in the choir, that hum and that drumbeat of life as an
Art-form and

Fire through the streets that keep moving us in silence
To phantom baton sweeps, 

Keep tapping to the tempo of our feet. 


And all the ones who seem to fit the best into the chorus
Never notice theres a song

And the ones who seem to hear it end up
Tortured by the chords when they fail to find

A way to sing along. 


And when you sing the wrong thing it all starts collapsing. 

Starts to ring out and feedback, starts lapsing and crashing, on
Notes that dont clash but that

Never quite feel like they match. 


And I never quite feel like mine match. 


Theres A melody in everything, 

Im trying to find a harmony
But
Nothing seems to work, nothing seems to fit . 


Theres a melody in everything, 

Im trying to find a
Harmony but

Nothing seems to work, nothing seems to fit. 


Theres a melody in everything, 

Im trying to find a
Harmony but 

Nothing seems to work, 

Nothing fits.