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Growing Under
01:32
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You won’t have to find me
Restless and unkind, we
Part without a sound
But absence makes the heart grow deeper
Like a holy burial ground
From single devastations
Worlds are burned and made
With no one else around
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2. |
Hungry God
03:32
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He’s given visions
As thick as prison bars
And fear’s what forbids him
From knowing where they are
And God’s getting hungry
Life on a short lease
No peace in strained inaction
Lately my heart speaks
But in a dead language
And God’s getting hungry
Something to say but I don’t know what
Feeling okay
These days
I speak from the gut
Since you’re buried under my tongue
God’s getting Hungry
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3. |
Land of Loose Change
03:41
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Heartland
Paradise
Land of Loose Change
Stuck in a sacrifice to the unexplained
Days or Dollars:
Give me something I can spend
Bruised veins
Bedpans
Land of Loose Change
Short lives extended by collection plates
Who pays
With days or dollars
Life’s like something you can spend
But lives can’t be finished they can only….
End
Who pays?
Hold me baby til the end
Be like something I can spend
Pulseless in paradise
Land of Loose Change
God and Country
Land of Loose Change
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4. |
House Party
03:48
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Crowded room
And every shadow is shaped
Just like you
When I need in here is some deaf
And disembodied ear
Where I lose my lips
And let the wind carry out forbidden quips
About getting sick
But still sheltering skins born twice as thick
And sometimes I don’t know where my body goes
When snakes shed skin
They start at the lips
And we called that “sin”
So I slither out
Another night made of gentle, frightened doubt
About grief and lust
And the shape that they take
out of us
But I hold that in.
Let manners be the thief of sin
And sometimes I don’t know where my body goes
At my parents’ house
I fall on my knees and I let it out
That horrid sound
Like the world tightening around my mouth
Or that sound subdued
Like cracking wood
Or a breathing tube
In the dark I choose
There is nothing in this night but you
There is nothing in this night but you
There is nothing in this night.
And sometimes I don’t know where my body goes.
If I lost my mind for you?
Then I lost the mind that I needed to.
If I lost my mind for you, then I lost the mind that I needed to.
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5. |
Fast & Never
01:58
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Arrested motion
Slipped into it fast and never came back
But I was moving rapid
Taking up some task I thought could bring back the dead.
I made every phone call
There are no more calls I can make
In sudden stillness I’m unstuck
Now there’s just the facing up
To
Bright December Day.
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Mirror
02:43
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The world gets easier to manage
When you overlook the damage that you’ve done
And God is nothing to be scared of
Except for when his name is used as a substitute for love
Look at me like I’m a mirror
Times gets its appetite by eating
What kind of good will can you speak to someone bleeding on the floor?
Look at me like I’m a mirror
Tell me I’m good
Look at me like I’m a mirror
Tell me I’m good
I’m drawn deeper to my body’s mirror image
Lost completely
My brain has always felt so out of place in here
Lost completely
Tell me I’m good
Tell me I’m good
I’m drawn deeper to my body’s mirror image
Lost completely
My brain has always felt so out of place in here
Lost completely
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7. |
Promise U Will
04:32
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Picture me undressed
Androgyne with my spine compressed
Playing dead
Grotesque
World without an orbit
Picture me so near
Like a dream as it disappears
Fading fast each year
Memory sweet
But torn and smeared
Pains removed
Shadow all
Like I dream that you can’t
Recall
How it felt
Someone
But not
Someone else
Another piece of yourself
You found outside
Promise U Will Find Me
When the world is empty
Grand designs behind me
Promise U will find me
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8. |
Ruptured Lung
02:32
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I found a cure for feeling hopeless
It’s the feeling that you’re falling
And the thought
“there might be something at the bottom”
I’ve got a rupture in my lung
Looks like the keyhole in your door
I’m breathing hard
And I’m trying to see you
I’ve got a lesion on my hand
In the shape of your veins
I’ve got a shadow in my skull
In the shape of your brain
I’ve got no evil to speak now
I’m done searching for hell
I’ve got a reason to live now
But it’s somebody else
I’ve got a callous on the finger
That would trace down your spine
You built a world inside my world and it’ll never be mine
And my breath stops
Knowing
You’ll never be back at my door
All there is to life now
All there is to life now
All there is to life is wishing there could be more
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