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Cat's Cradle

from Semi​-​formal by strayfare

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Wrote it about my cat
RIP Smokey (Curl)

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Looked through the door
To young to remember
I always thought you came with the house
Like the woods we used to run through
Lead us to the welcome breathes of suburb life
A place inside for you to lay your head next to mine
Cutting teeth on the outlines of your ghastly cat eyes

Waiting at the windowsill
Over the ladder vault the chimney each night
And these days you still replay in my mind

On reel-to-reels steal tapes unwind
Cross our hands these heartstrings intertwine
To flashbacks and remembrances we
Spun the thread with all you gave me
Like a child I'm tying knots
Not in doubt but in fear that I forgot
The cradle we've been weaving since the start

Miss the picture looking for something bigger
Our precepts cross out offshore gifts
Neglecting true intention

My apologies wash colors to grey
undermine each line that circles into abstract designs
From the depth of your sly cat eyes

We see the past and live the future
Through the time I thought was pointless
Watching you chase life
I learned I'm still waiting for mine

Rolling with the punches
After the jive inside your ring
Took a few on the chin
Remember your grin
Life's shots they feel like rain

Each bruise reminds me
The world's so small
You're right to say no one cares about me at all
You prepared me for the fall

On reel-to-reels steal tapes unwind
Cross our hands these heartstrings intertwine
To flashbacks and remembrances we
Spun the thread with all you gave me
Like a child I'm tying knots
Not in doubt but in fear that I forgot
The cradle we've been weaving since the start

I am aware
All my problems are self-inflicted
Even now that you're gone
You still bring me and guide me along
Without a single word said
Never felt so loved when you were by my side
A small stray feline is what we are

Black sheep in the ballpark
To the bullseye of the grade
Watching life breathe from a distance
Out of respect, a lack of faith
Just vagabonds lying awake
Still here and grateful for another day
Doors that line the hallway
I'm ever cautious to open your way

On reel-to-reels steal tapes unwind
Cross our hands these heartstrings intertwine
To flashbacks and remembrances we
Spun the thread with all you gave me
Like a child I'm tying knots
Not in doubt but in fear that I forgot
The cradle we've been weaving since the start

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from Semi​-​formal, released December 20, 2020

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