JUSTHANGINTHERE''''''(OFFICIAL)

JUST HANGING THERE [classic country, echo effects, 1950s] Veil of cool... just hangin’ there (it is?) thin as breath on an old glass stair. Sky tucks itself beneath that wool floatin’ past rooftops, beautiful and dull—like a thought that won’t quite settle. (just kinda hangin') Just... won’t... land. just hangin' there ..( hmm hangin') Up there— Up there pleasure’s lazy orchard sleepin’. Snow on hills that keep no names. A sail chased down by water’s weepin’, (and hanging) lace unravelin’—not quite the same at each glance... (like a promise with a trick in the frame.) Just... won’t... land just hangin' there.. yeah hangin' Critters formin’ not quite creatures Bird-limb shadows... guessin’ wings. Fields of torn-up story features..... bouquets whisperin’ scentless things.... Just... won’t... land!!!! (that's right) just hangin' there.. (ah there!) All that... just hangin’, till it flutters (flutters) and it sings (sings..). just hangin' Feathers now... stitched bright and brittle. Wind comes right in the middle, tears the quilt.... in two clean lines—no note, no riddle (mmm) Just... won’t... land And poof—scene’s gone dark like theatre lights when the actor missed the mark..... won't land 'em clouds and dreams just hangin' there... No hole for the sun to slip back through. Just wet hush...and a sky that forgot it once was blue. But you know—even now, it’s not all lost. A new dream’s settin’ up behind.. the gloss. Yeah... new sky show’s comin’. But that tune...that’s for another time...... but souls up in heaven Just... won’t... land Just... won’t... land just hangin' there ...... keep hangin' on Just... won’t... land just hangin' there ...... ................