Gabriel Birnbaum Archives
I feel awake for the first time today
Losing the light at last
Trees like a stadium howling down
I sang Call Me the Breeze in the parking lot
I walked out early to spare myself
The tragedy of an end
Through the window I fixed them there
White heads nodding on the brink
Sky electric blue
Wind howling through
When they shutter the archives
What will become of me?
I know i'm gone an awful lot
Even when I am around
So hard to tell you how I feel
When I look up and see you fading out
I walked out early to spare myself
The tragedy of an end
Through the window I fixed you there
Just another good woman on the street
Losing me
Losing me
When they shutter the archives
Send the last clerks home
With all of the raptures that shook me alone
When they shutter the archives
What will become of me?
