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White Wine Cities
03:40
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white wine city skylines skyscrapers
old ink daily papers
parents on the town at 3pm
the kids are home and don’t know better
tonight they won’t know
kids or parents pants end up wetter
messing up the mind on daily grind
cellars full of laughing tourists
who will never understand
zoned out expiration
cause for celebration
blind to all around
with the henna on their hand
this night is special
it ends with why
where’d that little bag come from?
do they know what’s in it?
how will they learn: is it
hard or easy?
consequently, kids are not in bed
in the morning they’ll feel dead
from lack of sleep and domestic acknowledgement
white wine cities erupt with laughter
not so funny the Wednesday after
cheers to the final nights awake and aware
cheers to the final days where they might care
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Dirt Labor
02:39
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play for the Venetian kids
blind to the touch, they pray
throwing balls in circles every day
it never was a safe bet
grass grows higher than the kids
feet become one with the earth
as they re-envision dirt labor
and execute rebirth
sleep on the spiral stairs
you forget the real name
the meaning may be separate
but the point remains the same
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from swimming pools of asphalt
a phoenix rises out of sweat
never to be seen again
and never to forget
tolerate the pain no longer
could be hope but I’m not stronger
busy days becoming commonplace
barely occupying this space
flames became the carts
beckoned so to speak out of anger
imposing a very real danger
mental tax and markered backs uphill
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Driving Fours
03:41
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incoming my right ear
breaking signal
too close to the source
perfecting my left ear
power to the break
appears to be my mistake
where the input cannot take
appears to be my
was that the door opened
who was on the other side
who is that yelling
what is that telling
of elder gods long fallen
or simply never were
who is that saying this to
surely can’t be her
in signs of cosmic peril
the red eye flies
talks a staff of elders
into its buy
saves but never hits them
they left their throne
and the vagrants feeling hopeless
have a new home
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Empty Basement
01:27
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in an hour of quiet
you’re here
the door is open
you’re not here
an empty basement
where you sat
what do we make of that?
I wish you were still here
and I know I’m not alone
when the world stops turning
will you be there?
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The Meaning Of Life
02:09
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what’s the meaning of life to a dead kid?
was it a life worth living if they had just stayed hid?
how can we deem a life spent wasted
if we’re the ones wasting them?
you couldn’t say they weren’t close with family
if they kept losing them
no circle chains of hands
when you say the sky’s blue, and the grass green
is everywhere that true or do they see it differently?
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Astral Flyer Come Home
03:13
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wishing towels for wishing towers away
little boy lost on a moon he hadn’t planned on sleeping on today
rocket starts but won’t lift off
parents’ trust in sky
oxygen slipping but very slowly so he probably won’t die
stars as strobelights
hopelessly lost space nightmare
rocks as holes
to fall through as he stays there
beating down on
the rain that never comes
scared by flashlight
pointed at the animals
the ones that never run
merrily lost in a timer
staring at the little black hole
everything starts moving slower
closer to the poles
attracted as they are
he sits repulsed in fear
agony of the stars
crushed and crystal clear
astral flyer come home
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Ourselves Be Ourselves
10:46
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we stand too long to wait for the night
to let ourselves be ourselves
in groups we huddle
and cuddle away
so no one knows we’re in hell
to hide what we truly mean
behind increasingly closed doors
more scared than before
they come up marching
and everyone says “don’t touch
accept our differences and coexist”
but they want our bones to rot
they don’t need to hide
they’ll always be let inside
always along for the ride
where to now?
on your TVs begging for money
churches, offices, marked cars
as long as we fall they’ll laugh
protecting doing nothing
it’s all they’ll ever do
inconvenience to us
so we don’t bother you
all safe wonder streets
costumed meet and greets
under old bedsheets
we can’t touch their flag but they can burn ours
news to the world, we’re still here
and we’ll let ourselves be ourselves
deck of cards stacked against us
but somehow we’ll walk through hell
doesn’t mean we need more
just let us through the rainbow door
instead of on the hospital floor
if we can even afford that
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Hello Whirled Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Album count: 49.
Release count: 137.
Song count: 1447.
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