Tarot · Track 43 · middle
Eight of Cups
RWS: a figure with a staff walking away over rough ground toward mountains, eight cups stacked behind him with one clear gap in the row, a moon eclipsing the sun overhead. Keywords: walking away, leaving what is fine but finished, the honest departure nobody asked for.
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Lyrics
[Intro] Mm. [Verse 1] I washed the glasses and I lined them up Five on the bottom, three on the top They catch the streetlight from the avenue A heavy silver on the rim of the cup There isn’t anything broken to fix No shattered porcelain, no bitter tricks But there is a gap where the ninth should be And my eye goes right to the empty space, you see [Chorus] It’s a hard thing, walking away from a full table Leaving the warmth when the fire is still lit But the moon is sliding right over the sun And this beautiful coat just doesn’t fit I’m taking my walking stick out to the rocks I’m leaving the water drawn, turning the locks It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine. But it’s finished. [Verse 2] I didn't pack much, just a bag for the cold Left the blue kettle we bought second-hand It’s harder to go when nobody is yelling When nobody’s drawing a line in the sand The terrain out the window is jagged and steep While the whole of the neighborhood turns in its sleep I’m not looking back at the gold in the glass I’m choosing the gravel, the mud and the grass [Chorus] It’s a hard thing, walking away from a full table Leaving the warmth when the fire is still lit But the moon is sliding right over the sun And this beautiful coat just doesn’t fit I’m taking my walking stick out to the rocks I’m leaving the water drawn, turning the locks It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine. But it’s finished. [Bridge] The mind is a trap, it demands a complete design It can’t just rejoice in the eight that are perfectly fine It stares at the hole in the stacking, the missing degree And tells me the mountain is exactly where I ought to be The ground is uneven, the air is so thin But I had to get out of the room I was in [Outro] Five on the bottom. Three on the top. I left the porch light on. I don’t know what I'm walking toward Just know that the thirst is gone. Just know that it's finished.