You and I in Unison Lyrics

Song	You and I in Unison
Artist	La Dispute
Album	Wildlife
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	What will
	I find?  Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
	Or did I once–
	Did I have it and lose it?
	No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
	No one Should ever have to brave that storm.
	No,  Everybody needs someone or
	Something.
	And when I sing, don't
	I sing your name out
	Right at the same time
	That I sing my own?
	Some days
	I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window
	Frame.  The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than
	The rest of what comes through.
	Some days
	I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the
	Slightest way.
	It's like the warmest light now laid across my
	Bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
	Not just sunlight.
	I have the memory climb down the balcony.
	I put a flower on the back
	Of it's dress.
	It's probably best to forget it.
	It's probably
	Best to let go.
	I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip
	Meet,  Only a moment after breaking the kiss.
	And I blur out
	Everything else.
	That's how
	I choose to remember it.
	Some nights are a lot like the days,
	I lay awake too late,
	I watch the
	Shadows casted
	Trace your shape.
	Those silver slivers on the wall
	Then on the bed sheets.
	I hear your song in the trees.
	I finally
	Fall into rest.
	Often later when
	I'm sleeping you show up in my
	Dreams.  Just doing simple things like buying groceries.
	And When I wake up
	I could swear you must've just left me
	Like you got up
	To make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed.
	But the truth is, you were never there.
	You won't ever be.
	Sometimes
	I think I'm not either so what do
	I do When every day still seems to
	Start and end with you?
	And you won't ever know, you won't ever see,
	How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
	I leave the memory up atop the balcony.
	I tear this flower from the
	Back of the dress.
	It's best this time,
	I bet, to just forget and
	Let go.  Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out.
	I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else.
	And let go, and let go, and let go.
	Everybody has to let go someday
	Everybody has to let go.
	I wonder when
	I will. I wonder.
	But if I still hear you singing in every city
	I meet After
	I blur it
	All out, our every memory, if
	You never fade with the days, your
	Shape still haunting me then,
	Should I not just sing along?
	Should I not just sing along?
	I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
	I do not need it
	To happen.
	I'm not resigned to it.
	And If they never do
	I'll sing
	Your name in every line.
	Just like
	I did throughout this.
	Just like
	I've always done.
	In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured
	Son.  In all those giving up.
	In all those giving in.
	Until I Die
	I will sing our names in unison.
	Until I die
	I will sing our names in unison.

	What will
	I find?   Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
	Or did I once
	Did I have it and lose it?
	No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
	No one Should ever have to brave that storm.
	No,   Everybody needs someone or
	Something.
	And when I sing, don' t
	I sing your name out
	Right at the same time
	That I sing my own?
	Some days
	I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window
	Frame.   The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than
	The rest of what comes through.
	Some days
	I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the
	Slightest way.
	It' s like the warmest light now laid across my
	Bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
	Not just sunlight.
	I have the memory climb down the balcony.
	I put a flower on the back
	Of it' s dress.
	It' s probably best to forget it.
	It' s probably
	Best to let go.
	I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip
	Meet,   Only a moment after breaking the kiss.
	And  I blur out
	Everything else.
	That' s how
	I choose to remember it.
	Some nights are a lot like the days,
	I lay awake too late,
	I watch the
	Shadows casted
	Trace your shape.
	Those silver slivers on the wall
	Then on the bed sheets.
	I hear your song in the trees.
	I finally
	Fall into rest.
	Often later when
	I' m sleeping you show up in my
	Dreams.   Just doing simple things like buying groceries.
	And When I wake up
	I could swear you must' ve just left me
	Like you got up
	To make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed.
	But the truth is, you were never there.
	You won' t ever be.
	Sometimes
	I think I' m not either so what do
	I do  When every day still seems to
	Start and end with you?
	And you won' t ever know, you won' t ever see,
	How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
	I leave the memory up atop the balcony.
	I tear this flower from the
	Back of the dress.
	It' s best this time,
	I bet, to just forget and
	Let go.   Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out.
	I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else.
	And let go, and let go, and let go.
	Everybody has to let go someday
	Everybody has to let go.
	I wonder when
	I will. I wonder.
	But if I still hear you singing in every city
	I meet  After
	I blur it
	All out, our every memory, if
	You never fade with the days, your
	Shape still haunting me then,
	Should I not just sing along?
	Should I not just sing along?
	I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
	I do not need it
	To happen.
	I' m not resigned to it.
	And  If they never do
	I' ll sing
	Your name in every line.
	Just like
	I did throughout this.
	Just like
	I' ve always done.
	In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured
	Son.   In all those giving up.
	In all those giving in.
	Until I Die
	I will sing our names in unison.
	Until I die
	I will sing our names in unison.

	What will
	I find?   Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
	Or did I once
	Did I have it and lose it?
	No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
	No one Should ever have to brave that storm.
	No,   Everybody needs someone or
	Something.
	And when I sing, don' t
	I sing your name out
	Right at the same time
	That I sing my own?
	Some days
	I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window
	Frame.   The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than
	The rest of what comes through.
	Some days
	I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the
	Slightest way.
	It' s like the warmest light now laid across my
	Bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
	Not just sunlight.
	I have the memory climb down the balcony.
	I put a flower on the back
	Of it' s dress.
	It' s probably best to forget it.
	It' s probably
	Best to let go.
	I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip
	Meet,   Only a moment after breaking the kiss.
	And  I blur out
	Everything else.
	That' s how
	I choose to remember it.
	Some nights are a lot like the days,
	I lay awake too late,
	I watch the
	Shadows casted
	Trace your shape.
	Those silver slivers on the wall
	Then on the bed sheets.
	I hear your song in the trees.
	I finally
	Fall into rest.
	Often later when
	I' m sleeping you show up in my
	Dreams.   Just doing simple things like buying groceries.
	And When I wake up
	I could swear you must' ve just left me
	Like you got up
	To make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed.
	But the truth is, you were never there.
	You won' t ever be.
	Sometimes
	I think I' m not either so what do
	I do  When every day still seems to
	Start and end with you?
	And you won' t ever know, you won' t ever see,
	How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
	I leave the memory up atop the balcony.
	I tear this flower from the
	Back of the dress.
	It' s best this time,
	I bet, to just forget and
	Let go.   Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out.
	I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else.
	And let go, and let go, and let go.
	Everybody has to let go someday
	Everybody has to let go.
	I wonder when
	I will. I wonder.
	But if I still hear you singing in every city
	I meet  After
	I blur it
	All out, our every memory, if
	You never fade with the days, your
	Shape still haunting me then,
	Should I not just sing along?
	Should I not just sing along?
	I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
	I do not need it
	To happen.
	I' m not resigned to it.
	And  If they never do
	I' ll sing
	Your name in every line.
	Just like
	I did throughout this.
	Just like
	I' ve always done.
	In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured
	Son.   In all those giving up.
	In all those giving in.
	Until I Die
	I will sing our names in unison.
	Until I die
	I will sing our names in unison.

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