Coraline

Here. A Song called "Coraline." Here.

For what it's worth:

This song used to say something about "measuring our love in teacups." This song used to say something about "stars were all aligned." This song used to be an alt-country number. This piano used to be in tune. Probably long long ago and far far away.

This song is about a girl I suppose I still love. Her name is not "Coraline." This song is about me sleeping on a couch in Copenhagen. The chorus came as I was drifting off. The song that goes on all throughout the night is illusory.

This song took about two months to get done. This song has a ukulele that was recorded too close to my nose, so I snort a lot in this song. This song has hand-claps.

This song has lyrics. They are:

Never let any question be / Gnaw on it like a loose tooth / While the best laid plans of the mice and the man / Are never gonna tell you the honest truth / But that old song / About some endless river well it / Winds on all throughout the night / Over and over repeating "you are mine" / Until it's true again / My darling Coraline / The story goes that it's over now / The years gone by long forgiven / And there's a call to say / There's a bag at JFK / With all of our love safely tucked away / And I'm reading out your thoughts in a teacup and I'm / Measuring our lives out on a string / Waiting and waiting until you're so inclined / Until you're here again / My darling Coraline