"FRANCES I" lyrics

Frances is it true when they say you cannot go home?
Honestly I just feel further from it through the phone
Remembering's a fragile thing I dare not dream alone
The partial truth that awful tone my longing heart

Frances oh I know we've tried to frame our fitful past
Opioids and reckless boys turn right burned out fast
Who's underground utopias were never meant to last
Stood hands outstretched as to grasp each last one leaving

Who said that they knew that there was something more
Discovered the truth in static talk show lore
Who then fled our own forbidden country for
Some lonesome feeling of freedom

As if the promise of pretending
Was a beginning not an ending

Frances now I know a thing or two about getting lost
A thousand played out platitudes, the journey and the cost
Words fail to find a way to bridge the avenues across
I gave you fire, you gave me frost, the road untaken

We'd wonder at times if it was worth our wit
The love we received and what we did with it
Compassion and grace and all that stupid shit
We learned in letters and sermons

I know you'll find love in the in between
And I hope that you can hear it singing