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WKE
06:34
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from time to time
the picture false starts
and i run to you
silent as ghosts
hiding from false gods
begloved like an angel
no doubt about it
we dream of the daylight
kiss by the fountain
and all these things that you don’t say
are filled in by my mind
and i can hear your voice all day
between the words
lifetimes of tension wait
in a too-small dress
i’m blown by the station
just waiting for the moment to
break
is this how it feels?
on the sunlit side
i might have forgot myself
but you already knew that
and the world keeps ending
so tired of being strong
the dancer throws himself
through the air
i scattered like a cloud
i would have wandered more
but there was no reason
denied but never known
relentless body
pull back the lips and tongue
sink in the sweating sun
beneath a red ocean
where you hide like a drop of blood
and all these things that you don’t say
could take apart my mind
and i could talk with you all day
between the words
lifetimes over again
pull back the lips and tongue
in succession
you’re honest request
alone without question
the body rejects
and now you’re just living to
get a little something on the side
but it’s all too real
your goodness is chemical
i might have forgot myself
on the other side of withdrawals
the world keeps ending
feeling as peaceful
as a wave that never breaks
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2. |
WAKE
07:36
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we make wake but cant touch the ground
holding bouquets like daughters
fingers embrace but a cigarette
folded in the tingle of whiskers
we make weight but cant touch the ground
sound the alarm for a new love
aster and blue bells figure out
i couldn’t make the arrangements
we make wake but cant touch the ground
tossed in a sea untangled
but i can just make an echo out
against the rocks in your moonlight
and this was a prayer for rain
this was a prayer for indulgence
the salt in the air wore the temple down
undesecrated ways
contrivances to court
a broken staircase
something of the sort
we sang to the corpse
we sang to the day
just give me one more
but how could we dream so close
the fire of cannons to return
bracing for the possibility
all of me was waiting to burn
but i could not return the sentiment
providence indifferent to the cause
now you got me questioning my faith
we make wake but cant touch the ground
pulling ascent like a night off
prove to me i can reach through
part of me wants believe you
we make wake but can’t touch the ground
a lookout by a lighthouse
across a return to amazement
undefecated waste
contrivances to court
a broken staircase
something of the sort
we sang to the corpse
we sang to the day
just give me one more
but how could we dream so close
the fire of cannons of prose
bracing for the possibility
all of me was waiting to expose
but i could not return the sentiment
providence indifferent to the cause
now you got me questioning my faith
and still as a lake
in a quiet moment with your bones
taken from the cosmic registry
did you say you’d been here before
swimming from the wreck of ship
wading in silence to the shore
now you got me questioning my faith
and counting all my teardrops all alone
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3. |
DEARLY BELOVED
07:52
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one morning splits within without
there is no doubt — the sole resolution
another dimension came burning back
some things cannot be thought about
but dearly beloved
i call to you
a heart discarded now falls to you
yeah who doesn’t need a soul’s reflection
what clever could not figure out
there’s been talk
within without
just like you
but far less jaded
like chimera
a mile high
to summon the sun
i can’t find your eyes
but dearly beloved
in fits of red
incisions of sky
on a sweaty bed
yeah who doesn’t need a soul’s reflection
who doesn’t need just a friend
the heart of stone remains devout
cross my heart, and turn me out
but it’s all the same within without
there’s nothing left to bullshit about
brutal returns and takes it’s place
as the ruler of your body
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4. |
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while i awaited the signal
i took a chance to advance
an empty shell
it went really well
and now all a-wax paradoxical
moving to posit emotions
i can’t really sell
but i can’t really tell
to pinion the arms
and fasten the eyes
to chasten the tears
and master the lie
in preludes to given baptisms
slicing out phantom interiors
i was waiting to breathe again
and there you were my hatred
and there you were my fear
as clear as a bell
i was tried
but i know just how it looks to feel
it’s been said that i’m not
the most emotional girl
lord i tried
and there you were my hatred
there you were my fear
as clear as a bell
tongues were tied
while i awaited the signal
i took a chance to dance
in romance and i fell
and i was right
to pinion the arms
and fasten the eyes
and chasten the tears
and master the lie
and tracing a hole through the center
into the arms of night
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5. |
SACRIFICE
06:17
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some read the story of sacrifice
as a warning against misbehavior
and some read the story of sacrifice
as a knock-down drag-out
tragic comedy
and you serve that foolish heart of yours
for what
entropic instrument
rains down undressed
god’s great indifference
do your words touch the ground with love
or do they just fly away
for fear they may graze the truth
oh jesus that was too close
and sometimes your heart beats so loud
that it wakes you in the morning with a start
and the only requisite here
is that some fire has issued through you
ceaselessly
and sometimes these devils carry you
away away away away away
in sworn slipshod cross purposes
and i drive myself crazy
trying to parse it out
do your words touch the ground with love
or do they just fly away
for fear they may graze the truth
jesus that was too close
and the drums are beating louder now
we knew this day would come
assail the useless subject
at the altar of a moment’s thought
do your words touch the ground with love
or do they just fly away
for fear they may graze the true
oh jesus that was too close
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