Thrush Hermit - Every Morning I Reread The Postcards lyrics

Pick up at the place where we are The place where we last spoke Wring out all the memories And the sadness they invoke Life your spirits to the light Under a magnifying gla** The distance has grown wider From the front row of the cla**room I have saved all your postcards I have glued them to my wall Every morning before breakfast I reread them all Messages are coming in from Places far away But I am too devoted To listen to what they are saying I am lacking the power To haul your line back home But would it hurt less To be shirtless And shine like vintage chrome? Practice your dominion Exercise your poise and grace But once you affect my heart And vanish without a trace