Desert Vendetta
(mm-mm) Daniele left the ribbon in the carriage tray
Black ink pressed into paper turned to gray
A steel Remington sitting by the sill
Tracing every promise you refused to fill
Cold coffee in a cracked white cup
Waiting for the morning to give up
You struck the keys like a hammer on slate
Writing out the ledger of our weight
(ah-ooh) And every line
was already late
Oh Daniele,
Remington on the pine
Typing out the truth in a single crooked line
Metal arms striking where the heart went numb
Listen to the letters and the quiet
kingdom
(listen to the kingdom
fall)
Margin bell
chimes when the midnight starts Counting all the spaces between fractured parts
You packed the small brown suitcase with the leather seam
Left the carbon copy of an empty dream
Just thirty-two keys to say goodbye
Underneath an overcast November sky
Paper doesn't bleed when you press it through
It just holds the damage that was meant for you
The carriage returns, the cylinder rolls
A mechanical quiet
for the quietest souls
Oh Daniele,
Remington on the pine
Typing out the truth in a single crooked
line
Metal arms striking where the heart went numb
Listen to the letters and the quiet
kingdom
(oh Daniele)
Just the ink on the pine.
Goodbye, Daniele.