1. |
Big Sleep
03:41
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Big, big sleep for me,
I’ve been on the edges,
I’ve seen all the endings now.
Evergreen,
felled and into pieces,
loud, and all at peace, its sound…
Can’t get back to life now,
can’t get anywhere fast,
won’t let anything last,
can’t get out.
Say, say it to me,
in any other language,
I’ll understand it now,
build a deck of dreams,
float beyond the vantage,
low, but not vanishing now.
Turning in circles,
swimming in hell,
heaven eternal,
just for an hour, just for now.
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2. |
Tides
03:00
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When you left me laying
on that ashen parkway…
I won’t come back to you soon,
back to your moon.
It was April, May and
everything was all sideways,
seeing in velvety hues,
desperately blue.
Still, an exit made its
way to you slowly,
look how your jealously moves,
empathy brews,
and in your heavy way,
incessantly outplayed,
see your supremacy bloom,
it tends to feed you,
it tends to leave you.
Are we loved?
Still trying…
Lost in it,
untying.
So, which one?
Your tide’s in,
under it,
I’m dying.
Your sun’s up,
high enough,
I’m lit up.
In the lunar rays,
in the cavity, I wake,
I won’t come back to you soon,
back to your moon.
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3. |
Provinces
03:36
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It’s best to make the time up,
you spent it lost,
like I wasn’t waiting,
honest to god…
I tried to join your lines up,
you let me not,
like I wasn’t saying,
“honest to god,
hear me out, lay low”,
let it be static,
be without, let go.
It’s best to break the silence,
you let it grow,
like it wasn’t draining,
“I promise it’s not”,
expect the uninspired
if left to slow,
like it wasn’t waning,
honest to god…
Leave it all intact,
send the sprawl where I can’t see you,
I won’t get there soon.
Empty all of it,
just be nowhere, time can’t meet you,
I won’t get there soon.
Let me out, stay afloat,
let there be magic,
bring about, make gold.
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4. |
Repertoire
03:19
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While your touch leaves me,
wire your sun to freezing,
I’m your repertoire,
and how you draw underlines that,
and your shivers undermine that.
Are you way back,
back beyond the traps I laid?
Are you back,
back beyond the lack of hate I lied about?
Not your blood to bleed, it’s
dying not to be split.
I’m your repertoire,
and what you saw underlines that,
and your river undermines that.
Are you way back,
back beyond the tracks I left?
Are you back,
back beyond the lack of love I lied about?
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It’s on the back of my creation,
a paperback abdication,
it cropped me,
one and the same, weakened my hope.
It’s gotta be one and the same, sure.
An almanac of speculation,
I took the glass elevator,
it stopped me
wanting to say “because I don’t”.
It’s gotta be one and the same, sure.
Let me have it,
my words failed back there,
seven hours,
staring blank and scared,
get me out of here.
It’s gotta be one and the same.
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Lead me down,
hear no sound,
I can’t be judged, no.
We’re without
any doubt,
a new shortcut home.
And we’re in trouble
seeing double somehow.
Here now,
or thereabouts,
it’s in my gut now.
Hunted down,
run aground,
I won’t need much now.
Above the dark days,
zero sum, a far haze,
in-between outs,
the hum starts to phaseout,
we’re in trouble now…
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7. |
Lowry
03:48
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It was hours after hours,
but I didn’t care you knew,
in the Lowry, by the towers,
I crept back there for you.
“I was getting through to him
loud and clear.” Took the keys to my head,
and threw them out.
At least then, the beast just slept,
grieving, just like I.
There were mountains by the thousand
I would’ve scaled for you,
but it sounded like you were tired,
I kept my stare askew.
I wasn’t getting through to you,
how? It was evening, I greeted your guests,
deceived them well,
it took teasing to bleed from my chest,
but to leave you now…
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8. |
Your Name
02:43
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Come get your name,
reanimate, I lose.
Come set your frame,
assassinate, I lose.
It was in the morning,
you came a calling,
I won’t be there with you.
Come stake your claim,
recalculate, I lose.
Congratulations,
you emigrated, I lose you.
It was in the morning,
I came a calling,
I won’t be there with you.
Come get me out,
I don’t wanna be without or with you,
be there with you.
Something about
you is making me lock up, guess I lose,
be there with you.
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9. |
Shade
03:23
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Little did you know, it was taking hold of my head.
Little miracles, so subliminal, let me rest.
You run from me,
you won’t be my making.
You run from me,
you won’t be my shade, please…
Little did I know, you were miserable for several months.
It’s invisible, little metaphors weren’t enough.
I run from you,
you won’t be my making.
I run from you,
you won’t be my shade, please…
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10. |
Daylight
03:16
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So far from me,
you disagreed,
I’ll let it run.
And still, I’ll cut my teeth,
aggressively,
until it’s done.
So close to me,
ironically
you’d become
a second moon to me,
the tides I’d seen
held me up.
Felt everything more somehow,
held everything closer, how I
fell, everything washed in bright sun.
Left me where the daylight comes,
left you where the daylight comes.
And I am honestly less ‘there’,
unless you come.
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11. |
Mauling
02:59
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Jump through all, the chorus comes.
dump it all, the bad men come for us, undone for us.
I’ll be good for the restart,
I’ve been good for the best part.
Waterfall, the faucet floods,
lump it all, the fabric undoes, undone for us.
We all waited up,
reborn, welded shut,
still, we’ll soldier on
until the next injection,
I’ll redact what was said and done.
You can’t make it up,
it mauls at your gut,
Looks like they were gone,
where’d you get the next lot?
Let me know when you start the clean-up.
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12. |
Suns
03:18
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Irrationally, I went to meet you;
it’s been a long, long time.
Real agony, say when it beats you,
you’re gone, I’m where you aren’t now.
Real heavenly, invent a sweet tooth,
it’s been a long, long time.
Real tragedy, tried not to see you,
you’re gone, I’m where you aren’t now.
Well, I’ll be damned,
that’s got to be all my sun…
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