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Fate Fades In And Out
04:31
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I will not let your head fall
Into the lap of summer’s heat death
I will not hold your hand tight
Cut off the flow of winter’s cold breath
From your hands, fate fades in and out
I will not let your eyes shut
And miss the blossoming of springtime
I will not keep your feet dry
And dehydrate the autumn’s wind chimes
Your hands, your face
Your seasoned cold embrace
Brings heat into the room
And I can’t stand up
Fated to lying here
Legacies disappear
From your hands, we die as wonder
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Your Island
02:13
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Silhouette, where did you fall?
Somewhere deep beyond the Salton wall
And when the droughts made way for rain
The ink dried up and opened up new pain
Your heart beckons for your island
Strawberry California Drive
The trees of which I’ve never seen alive
And very likely never will
But where the Swamis hibernate still
I want to be in your island
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This chorus is not for you
You’ll never listen the whole way through
The lies unravel you
And modulate your senses too
This chorus is not for you
I saw your demolition through
The lives you wandered through
And bulldozed your indifference through
And you can’t change that
You’re too sensitive for that
Is a good thing
And I cherished it
This chorus is not for you
Would have found it anyway
I struggle to exclude
The damage to your senses too
So the lies unravel you
And I’m left with demolition too
Of what appears to be the withered likes of you
And you can’t change that
You’re too sensitive for that
And I cherished it
And you cherished that
And you can’t say that
I know it hurts you too
So don’t wait for that
Cause you cherish it
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Open Window In A Field
02:08
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Boo stops the train
He’s got one leg til he’s insane
Where the light beams through
At the semi-transparent wall
Boo, start locking all the doors
Employ your ghost trappers
We don’t keep our fields at home
March like ants, fire
Up the hill where bullets shine like chrome
Light the windows
Boo catches breath
Sees a face of his called debt
Ear familiar
What forces storm in
Like machine guns on a dare?
Ghost is lying there
We don’t keep our windows closed
Guarded color, star wipe
Fading into black and darker yet
Light the field ablaze and pray for death
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can you feel the ocean on your eyes?
castle overlooks the sand of its material
and all others who imitate
shells and bones and plastic shit make up invading armies
watch silently and see who breaks
sudden avalanche stops movement, if only for a minute
not enough to catch a breath
notice shaking, ask to pack the book away
save til later, king-like death
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Grown Upside Down
01:25
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Hide inside your past
And never ask questions
Upside down you’re grown
But in wrong directions
Who are you when you look in the mirror?
Handfuls of broken glass
Stabbing your skin
Drawing blood
Painting sin
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A True Arc
03:08
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I can feel the coldness coming in
The windows are tricks of the light
No rescue mission
Here comes to an end
Lined up for recovery
We all hold hands and knees
Boarding the ark
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Experience the universe for yourself
For the first and last time
Up close and personal
Touching the stars
For the first and last time
Every world is a moving stage built by atoms
Hardest working community theatre in the world
To feel what it means to be human
So real it turns your whole life inside out
Every star is a bomb of light
And the fuse burns more than we ever will
With ever-evolving technology
We can come much closer to the truth
Experience the universe for yourself
For the first and last time
Icarus in night
The dead of us take flight
Daedalus was right
Feel the storm for the first and last time
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Testify, you are no longer right
Where you need to be at this right time
Looking on your face
You better be lonely soldier
You can’t recreate the sound
Of no hands clapping
Rectify the bruises you applied
When the water’s right, take your homicide
Eyes unmoved down a narrow floor
Dress for an army at the convenience store
Looking out of place
You better be lonely soldier
Feel it all surround
The no hands clapping
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Depression Artifacts
04:06
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Deep in the eye
Days laid to waste
Soul crushing sun
Passion is none
Erratic bursts in two hours
Wrapped in blue
As emotions run
Falls and undone
Terrorized and broken, where will you go from here?
Calling all the sunken ships to whisper in your ear
Focus on the failures through validation heat
Fading in mortality leaves journeys incomplete
Buried and alone
Television throne
Face all the slights
They’ll turn out the lights
Headache inner ill
Swallow bitter pill
Fails to make it down
In piss I finally drown
Paralyzed and shaken, I can’t move an inch
I’m so far removed from Earth you couldn’t make me flinch
Focused on my failures in spite of active cheers
Facing my mortality with ever-growing fears
That I’ll be stuck in feedback
Forever
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Late Night Wawa Run
01:39
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i can't get high to cry anymore
i can't define "get by" anymore
leave the hoagie in the car, it's not going anywhere
just like i'm not going anywhere
maybe later i'll take it inside
and eat in bed
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Truce
01:12
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Locked in chase
Extend our burnt flags whiter
If you can see my face
That means I’m giving up
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She tells me it hurts when he holds her like that
And it’s not just a physical thing
She doesn’t understand herself
You hold your ax like a bronze medal
Chopped down to a path of passed-up rights
You wear the down of an ancient bird
But I wish you’d go the fuck to sleep
And you know it’s a miserable thing
But positions have shifted
And bronze looks much greener in the sun
And she doesn’t understand herself
Brought down by the wrath of an ancient quean
And grounded by an earthly son
In the sun
And it’s always a terrible thing
You knew you were better than this
You don’t understand yourself
I’m taking you home
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Please Stop Asking
02:05
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Memories are burned and used as tinder for the flame
For losers of the living game
Chained to borders and surrounded by vermillion gates
For trying not to fit the same
If I cared a little more
There’d be puddles on that floor
Blameless and nameless, bored and faceless, traction towards the light
Who came in to say good night?
Close to an entropic revelation blinding bright
But resolution isn’t worth the fight
I won’t play the living game
I belong with the flame
Please stop asking for my shame
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Hello Whirled Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Album count: 49.
Release count: 137.
Song count: 1447.
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