Ithaca - Redbird

We got the news

Ithaca got snow

It was just that kind of day

All I know is that you’ve gone

And left us here below

All I wish is that you’d stay

We leave this cursed city

In the same way we come in

We trace the roads

On our way out

We shed our certainties like clothes

We thought this was our sacrifice

But the world knew otherwise

And took you from us

Before your time

Right before our eyes

We think we’re walking home

But you can’t go there unless it wants you

You can stand on the streets

But still the destination haunts you

Is that where you are now?

To have believed that’s truest love

Ain’t it clearer now that we have love

And we don’t have you

It took this much to make me see

Still I barely understand

Love will always, always be larger

And different from our plans

Love will never listen to us

And why should it?

Love knows the score

It builds better songs than we do

It sings a better metaphor