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white clay
00:55
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122
04:17
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oh 122
you've seen a lot of
life in your rooms
oh home to a few
you kept the light
and we slept until noon
stayed awake under the moon
ivory light
upon miles of views
we watched atop of your roof
when we wanted to
only took two years
time in your garden
for lilacs to bloom
to think we would pull out the roots
old shutters blue
have you forgotten
those who passed through?
have you forgotten me too,
idling by not a tile in use?
after the five of us moved away, the spirit stayed
you're haunted by the ghost we left behind
some days i wonder why
why we left those walls behind
there's no escaping
time does fly
far away from when your walls were mine
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3. |
tried
02:44
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i wanna be slow
wanna be restful
somedays
can't get enough
cigarettes and plastic cups
if i'm gonna be low
i'm gonna be certain of it
anything to put me out of my mind
thousands of times i've
light coming inside
a break in the curtains
and my sill is lined with drugs
silhouettes against
the poison sun
turn me to stone
there's nothing important for me
beyond the pane
on the other side
soon you'll have grown roots into the building
i've seen this all before
smokey rays make patterns on the floor
couldn't you go?
you could find something better
go through the door to the other side
thousands of times i've tried
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4. |
canary
03:11
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so lately
do you wanna be
burned into some one else's
memory?
canary
in the canopy
your bones break easy
for those melodies
the perfect phrase
it waits for you
at the end of a maze
miles of tribulation's
thorns have left you
bleeding on the page
impatient
and your hands
are getting worn
the greatest works are made
they're never born
the perfect phrase
it waits for you
at the end of a maze
miles of tribulation's
thorns have left you
bleeding on the page
with grey on your wrist
those plans you made you missed
late night
spilling guts on everyone's sentiments
might make you sick
the fire you trade for sticks
to build it up
to make it something eloquent
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5. |
dog
02:11
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dog running out
of the house
with the front door open
ball in his mouth
and he runs across the street
into the fog
coming down
from the mountain
it's mixing with the smoke factory
and i don't think i can see
which one lies in front of me
dog sprawling out
on the lawn
how he's lounging
in the sun
and the breeze
how i wish that could be me
but i look at my thumbs
and i'm waiting for a bus
hoping i'll catch a ride
and dog gets everything free
i get mine at the factory
dog running out
of the house
with the front door open
ball in his mouth
and he runs right up to me
and i look for his thumbs
but he doesn't seem to have
something more than his teeth
and his doggy brains are empty
i'll stick with my humanity
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6. |
sorry
02:23
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i see you
catching onto
my eye
a magnet to a small fly
a dot
against the big bright sky
i see you there
pretty black dress
and long black hair
maybe you could stay the night
kick you out at the first light
sorry babe
hold on to your name
it will escape me
im not looking for something
ever since the last time
you can blame it on the last time
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pedigrees
03:15
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eyes of the sun
rise from the corners of her mouth
my summertime, she bore her crown
and birds flew from the south
but i felt the seasons changing
the touch of a freezing maiden
ice crept inside, she held on tight
i pulled her fingers out
now i cover up the windows with my sheets
when the wind blows at night
the cold reminds that she is aching
holding what i had left as breath
inside my mouth
buried in solitude and snow
you came and dug me out
my spirit rejuvenated
by something incinerating
i recognize that shining light
a fire that won't burn out
won't you cover up the windows with the sheets
it's cold outside tonight
and i can feel the heat escaping
huddled up alongside several sets of teeth and pedigrees
company's the only thing that's keeping me from shaking
you're keeping me from breaking
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8. |
song of the sunset spot
01:24
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9. |
strife
03:33
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recognize
the signs of strife
bloody eyes
and bloody knife
stuck inside a winter night
hold me now
hold me down
i'll be fine with you around
i rely on breathing sounds
can you understand
i am not a man
sickly horse
and salted land
shame upon the farm hand
can you understand
i am not a man
lost my job
and lost my bed
can't forget the things i had
hold me now
hold me now
i'll be fine
with you around
you rely on petty things
had to sell your wedding ring
hold me now
hold me now
i was fine
with you around
creaks across the wooden floor
turn the knob and shut the door
i died to that leaving sound
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10. |
vermont
03:54
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golden rays
and a home on the mountainside
the splintering white
wood would become the site
of earthy celebration
a yearly destination of
my closest friends
following the coast
we escaped from our cells
of brick laiden cities
from responsibility
once every august for the month
smoke and sage
in the shroud of the mountainside
following a path
that we paved for ourselves
then it started raining
coming down on silver lake
the black cloud was our fate
everything would change
and we would catch up to our age
but one day we would say
that we were young
jumping from a bridge
and landing in vermont
we found our guts
and we took them with us
and we left something
in the sun baked
summer evenings
trees and canyons
of vermont
all the leaves would retain the essense
of our adolescence
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