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Figure One

from Doubt – free by The Far Stairs

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It didn’t leave. I wish it would. The coat is empty, but i’m gonna take care of it. I feel it watching from the back of the room. It says, “Figure it out,” and it says, “Love is money, but money’s not love.” It makes my skin crawl, but i’m gonna take care of it. I’m gonna write this down. Everything is beautiful and slow and glowing. It’s all coming back to me now: you said you love me and I’m worth something. I’m gonna write this down. In the alcove in a sort of a coma, I miss you so bad, but i’m gonna take care of it. The oily wheels of every fortune say, “Figure it out,” and it says, “You are about to become a genius.” It makes me angry, but i’m gonna take care of it. I’m gonna write this down. I’ve never been happier than in that hour where you were here and you really cared. It makes me think that all the years were: “Serpentine motion,” “Remember it when I laugh,” “Nervous, fluid force,” “The friction of gold,” “A sinuous design to guard against desire.” I’m gonna write this down. The spirit in the air keeps shouting about how my old ways are nothing, when I spent my life trying to win at everything, shouting about how money’s not love. “Love is money, but money’s not love.” I’m gonna write this down.

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from Doubt – free, released November 2, 1925

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