Bill Callahan – Nothing Rises To Meet Me

I had a thought just then / Nearly did me in / But I called and said ‘no’ / Just to make it go / This is the crude discipline / That keeps me running / A honeycomb spun / Could I spin it any thinner?

Should I hold all my money / Or spend it all in one night / On the biggest woman / That I can find

Well it doesn’t seem to matter much / And worse still this tremendous touch / To conquer what I will / Return without a chill / And feeling open still / And wanting to be filled

Seek and ye shall find / You need more seeking time / And when I overcome

Nothing rises to meet me

Destroy everything / Examine the remains / Destroy everything / Then rebuild it again

This is the crude discipline / That keeps me running…

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