Contain (Astoria Version)

Say my name, I'll vibrate

And I'll linger in the sound for a time

Gathering all of your tiny pieces

The things I didn't get quite right

Stories fallen from the mountain

We tread upon them softly

These words are our slow vessels that

Were never meant to contain

Anything

Stole a smile in a swarm of strangers

Of tidal waves and tragedies

Your eyes, your eyes, they were sweet assassins

They pulled memories just out of reach

We're machines of forgetting

Throwing all these things to time

The future in your folded palm, well

How I long to walk that line, so

Come in from this haunted weather

Tend the fire a while with me

Say my name, I will vibrate

I will not contain you

I will not contain you at all