From the recording Say My Name

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Dear John or Jane starts and ends with a typewriter tapping out a break-up letter. You are a bicycle to my fish. The author gives her reasoning in ill-fated images and hopes that a psychedelic guitar solo will soften the landing.

Lyrics

Dear John or Jane (depending)
You are a bicycle to my fish
I am writing to inform you
Our moonlight no longer exists
Our moonlight—a total eclipse

Dear John or Jane (depending)
You are a pencil to my fish
I am writing to inform you
Your relief is my fervent wish
Your escape is my fervent wish

You feel the burr, I feel saddled
You’re up a creek, I’ve lost the paddle
I’m the rub, you’re the wrong way
Radioactive then decay

I am stumbling, you are blocked
Early, late says the same clock
You are oil, I’m water in the mix
Endless splinters, pick-up sticks

Dear John or Jane (depending)
You are a radio to my fish
I am writing to inform you
Our sand is too often quick
Our land filled with seismic shift

All those bones we love to pick
As we pour salt in our lick
You are cross, and I’m laid bare
I am peg and you are square

You are chicken, I am pox
Our gift tossed on the rocks
A single thorn with two sharp sides
Now we subtract the long divide

Dear John or Jane (depending)
You are a desert to my fish
I am writing to inform you
No more sandpaper on your skin
No more sandpaper to your skin