1. |
It Feels Alright
01:26
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mistakes! yknow i've made a few
but i'm only human
so i kept making mistakes
i watched everything break down
i fell with my face down
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2. |
Please Do Not Sleepwalk
03:13
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closing up the windows in my sleep
invented debts to pay, it's all the same to me
tomorrow, i will mend a waking dream instead
please deliver me, my vision fixed & failing, can't you see?
planted on the couch & losing steam
& claiming all the waste, i pool my winnings so weak
scrapes that i can mend, but hold your hands up for me
please remember me, the distance fixed & lengthy, & i retreat
it was sometime, maybe this time, when i would fight you in my sleep
i was strung out, i was bored, i had everything
& gravity & the constant speed of light in its particle form
it repeated & it folded, i was gone
spring suspension weighted to the street
i never felt the weight til it was time to leave
but if we ever mend, that'll be our wedding
& please bury me, & darlin' don't you shake me, dead or asleep
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3. |
Pan Am
04:58
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what will i see out there?
in fishbowl & silver stripes
you didn't look surprised
as you grinned in a red glow beside me
i couldn't climb the walls
face out of focus & shining
cause i'm glued to the floor
sealed in a maze of the hallways behind me
quarters are close i make everyone nervous
feeling a future that fades as it grows
flipping my ticket through fingers repeating
& drafted plans spent all over the floor
won't you take me home?
tried to rephrase my fall
unsettled, unsettled, unsettled
& i'm low in a crater
never felt so dumb, but you're a bright summation
sparks from your eyes & my vision is doubled
feeling a future that fades as it grows
& while i wait for the countdown beginning
i jumped the fence, i jumped it again
won't you take me swimming?
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4. |
Stale-mate
03:21
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at the outset my plans are misplaced & neglected
& you're bored with the static by the endgame
i fish for context & all the dispatches diminish
though your voice rings through my head just like the first day
but you're so cool & distinguished & you notice all the accidents
you rescue your friends from certain death & find a home for them
i doubt it if this will ever come to pass
i make schematics to interpose between the past
& a fixed array of squares each one coded in notation
it's illegible in longhand & the loops entangle
this is a process & all are punish-ed for stopping
disconnected from defeat, saving face for falling
but you're so cool & you're seriously [secret source redacted]
i stole from you for ages & the content kept me holding out
i doubt it if this will ever come to pass
i make schematics to interpose between inevitable
sacrifice for progress i don't register that dissonance
god save the queen, give cake to all the peasants
but you're so cool & i'll see it through persistent feedback til you move
& reposition distantly, perpetually check in on me
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5. |
Family Funeral
02:17
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bodies are buried
bodies are buried
bodies are buried where you stand
my knees are weak at the sight of your body
your corpse it follows in a dark brown trenchcoat
bones underneath, bones underneath
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6. |
COMMA SPLICES
02:49
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whenever you leave a voice at the tone
sorta transposed too close & clicking cylinders can channel
unhand me now, would you sit down at a piano
limbered up & toed the shore
i walked it for a spell, i said very well
swapped & told a different story
keep it parallel, not-so-very-well
mattress my floor & i won't sleep on the stove
official noise, respirating faces falling for ya
& so was i, but dontcha ever quote me sober
lingered in the viaducts
i walked them for a spell, i said very well
framed the shot for future fuckups
keep it parallel, not-so-very-well
& one time i turned a corner & i turned another one, i turned it over for some years before i wrote this sentence: you are my friend, you're punctuated again
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7. |
Kestrels
04:49
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coastlines scrawled in contour & the shapes
little dukes detached from cables settling
perched within your daisy chains all strewn
grasp for feathers falling all around you
charts all scattered, spent & sleeping sound
cast a net for kestrels in the summertime
played your messages & tapes unspooled
& i don't want to feel your love shake loose
servants they all pray for supper, princes they don't have to wonder
& my eyes were shrouded, & a field of darkness spread
& a shadow slipping & a skyline shimmering
& lifted by degrees, a captive set free
empty nest, flown & strained my ease
windows blown i felt my limbs receding
baby hang your head & sigh this silver thread
is tangle-twisted much too tight
haggardly we rouse & sing it slack
disregard the faces lit by the sunset
i was spent & slain in my mid teens
reluctantly accepting of a long sleep
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split from the source, splayed on a windshield
divorced from intention apparently
strung on a wire, i'm so innocuous i thought you all would have laughed
but i'm serious
& i'm dangerous
do you remember? your parents were screaming
as neighbors edged up to the peephole
& under the table, you squinted your eyes for the greenish glow of your gameboy
we were hero-less
we were powerless
it gets less shocking but just in perspective
by passing the hours & minutes
& slowly accepting the gifts that are proffered our hero turns to a villain
i love it here & the weather gets worse & we regress more
& i love to watch all my television shows but you can't shut up
& i love my vision of what i'll become & you won't let go
& i can't believe that they all disappeared & you shrug:
"our bodies are wasted. don't worry, we'll fix it."
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expected to spirit away, it's a given
it wasn't apparently
so don't take it so lightly
just remember to fall asleep
on a geological scale it's the smallest flash
how unflattering
as you scramble to lay down apart from me
can't transfigure my apathy
i can picture you playing the field, surrounded by lovers
what a party
while i tried to spin gold from my flesh
yeah i was an arrow, but not really circumspect
all the detours were doubled back, slung across sisters & brothers
but not gracefully
fielding cold calls & testing the temperament
escape in the night with a perfect 10 of a miscreant
expected to spirit away, it's a given
it wasn't apparently
so don't take it so lightly
just remember to fall asleep
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