the haunting from automythology by rebekah songer

on an april day the authorities found your abandoned car
near the high freight track in the park where you used to board
the search party feared for their empty hands on the fool's errand
maybe the hard truth is you'd rather stay unfound

if you're not dead, we think you should know you might as well be
patience ran out on your misguided sense of tragedy

so you ought to go where nobody knows you
search for life after life at the point of no return

on a july day you learned your petite mort would be a little death
to keep the pain at bay you ran off to discover yourself
same time each year, her body remembers what the mind forgets
the ugly truth, flushed down, all alone, the psychotic break

are you free now? we thought you should know you might as well be
patience ran out on your misguided sense of tragedy

so you ought to go where nobody knows you
search for life after life at the point of no return
let the haunting commence ooh ooh ooh

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