Three Types of Reading Ambiguity

{Verses 1-9: Charles Bissell.} [Verse 1] Mineral spring road A house for 13 grand but more is probably owed Market isn't fair To row over row of red houses there [Verse 2] Children with chalk Trace squares around discarded lotto cards on the walk Someone's losing bet (a)fraid you're not leaving old Reading yet [Verse 3] (for) years keeping track Of every slight, family slap & secret attack More like rebel war As shell follows round to the second floor [Verse 4] Oceans rose up A warning left in leaves left in Eirinn Go...[thumb-worn] cup(s)/ Of Death as stick-up man Bearing (your) ashes to ocean by coffee can [Verse 5] (from) pain as you stood To Conal asking if your turning yellow's for good Tests showed what they could One thing, another, but neither's good [Verse 6] An uncle flew up In time his own decline would have begun in the gut [2008:] to end in hospitals While I stood at Reading with Okkervil [Verse 7] Shillington’s hills As Alps we ran each week to fill an Rx for pills Morphine’s drop is steep One(‘s) lit in your hand while you nod asleep [Verse 8] Reading ran out No exit from the sign for Hope(, PA) to center of Doubt(, PA) “West, out West we’ll run” (you) can’t run out Death, he’s already come [Verse 9] (our) farewell, packed the house Thinking how Kim’s dog had sensed the cancer roiling right through your blouse (a) banshee’s-coming sign (that) the trap’s snapping shut and it’s really time {Kevin's song break: Kevin Whelan} {Whelan’s lyrics aren’t printed, so these are all guesses.} You said you wanted me Without a sound You came around and laid down again You wait for none You ain’t the same {?} You laid down the fall and break all the same{?} When all the weight The rain goes down My own{?} All the time{?} That you could ask{?} {Verses 10-14: back to Charles Bissell.} [Verse 10] [2003:] (in the) break room we cry [1969:] for winter days of rain right after Christmas, at (age) 5 To sleep safe in the back (seat) (while) parents drove & smoked with the windows cracked [Verse 11] [2003 on..:] (you) spring up from the sea In dreams when you’re real young and like a sister to me* (or) the dream (where) I threw a drink And the one where you come as Persephone {note from Charles: *thanks, Will} [Verse 12] In each I beg please mother, please A reprise, a restart before my own rising seas (you(‘ve)) raised a bailed man A 50-ish kept boy in a touring van [Verse 13] [2013:] screening the roughs A thousand photos in, (a) million isn’t enough Not to capture this To slow each frame down and/or fasten it [Verse 14] Into something lit up Looked at late Year-to-date Still in film I shoot the children grow up [2003] won’t* play brides and grooms Because it ends with realtors walking empty rooms