1. |
Ever Towards the Light
08:27
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Light shards what grows around me
bulbs just don't break for want to see more
it's the same every time
common sensory mends the photo of thought to be more
more like a weapon
it's the same every time
and in the sundown we would find our perfect life
at the banks of
the water
you're not scared
it's the same every time
just the light to your back
and I still can't
can't see my shadow
you're poised again to let it take you
through your failure to see what makes you
common sensory mends the photo of thought to keep you
sifting through the debris of
conscious parts consciously shed
you won't believe what I've seen
I'd crawl through the banal
appalled by the profound
so you say but
what's new to you can't keep up with my mind
leaves me so far behind leaves me chasing the sunset
ever towards the light
through the night
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2. |
Today's Body
03:30
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your body
and your boredom's
in the morning skin
and it's in the corners of a hundred million others
it's in the pages of a thought unwritten
they are the bars of all beloved porches
perfect people find you perfect costumes to wear
yearn for the pine for the
thing you thought
and all the things that lay forgotten
would not recognize you if you saw them
it's in the middle of a dream already lost
that was the farthest, the farthest I got
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3. |
Shades of Blue and Green
03:46
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I used to be so dry a peaceful inner making
and i could believe my eyes when they pretend to fake it
and now i can't believe that the trees are in the making
but my mind would apprehend that the past is in the present
and my eyes would apprehend that there's nothing in between it
but they can't get anyone to buy it
no they can't get anyone to buy it
This escapes me
Shades of blue and green control me
For the time I'm on my knees
In front of these thoughts from I can't explain
From those choices or from these noises
Or these sights from inner voices and external error
Inner vice is a device for apprehension of the extension
of the cause to remain course for the force of inner making
and from these walls I remain trapped from the facts of blue and green
and God I wish I could see God I wish I could see the sea of voices and noises that control me
But for the time I'm on my knees
In front of these thoughts from I can't explain
And at least I can feel the rain
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4. |
Cat Poop (Fuzz Folk)
02:52
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Unspoken
and everything's shed (shared)
I'm not thinking
anything you don't know
dirt on my quilt
I wish we'd know the dreams we've split
dirt on my quilt
I breathe in souls
I exhale myself
I'll shape myself
any way I know
I've not changed since you noticed my glow
I breathe in souls
I exhale myself
I'll shape myself
any way I know
I've not changed since you noticed my glow
I don't wanna go
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5. |
True Folk
05:21
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Do you sense
that which is
uncontrolled
separate
unless you know you
created this
I (You) caused this
I (You) created this
and you'll cause it
we used to be such liars
if I
it's unapologetic
if I if I
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6. |
Orange (Snow Dance)
07:44
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I was not followed
I was not followed to my hiding place
but you met me on my way out
I saw in your eyes I'd been a failure
There's never anything to say in the face of the only one who's ever loved you
So why did I ask for help, still?
You melted through the branches, of course
I just need to get a fork
A fork in the road
Go downstairs
it seems I will always decide to
be left alone
so warm and easy
I don't want to impose those things
we already know
and know not to talk about
It doesn't matter what you say
It won't come out anyway
I never knew anything about anything
and I learned that from you
Just can't keep on this way
Cause I'm sweltering in this heat
but I don't dare to pray for the tundras of yesterday
Owls on the verge of spring that come to meet you when you most need them and all will be snow at last and it will be orange and it will be orange
Sunset
And you wonder why it's orange
What could be behind
My very eyes
That force me to see this
God found me and flew away
You can't bear the weight
admit it
not when you're just the voice trapped in a single head
I don't care to chase
any longer
what's becoming becoming of my
psychotic letdown
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7. |
Wish We Were Here
02:59
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If you looked outside your window
A curtain seems the scenery
Took a tree and I bent it back
A world indifferent to the world unfurled
You're impartial to the way I think
I
Need
To believe this
We
Sink
So seemingly self-sincere
I can't believe that we lived today
And I
Wish we were here
So much same (rearrange what's on our minds and I)
[can't explain what's on our minds and I]
Still on our minds and I
Wish we were here
so we suffer
Each word we think (For worse we think) [Is what we seem to think]
And I'll hold my tongue
If you hold yours first
Coaxed out of my concavity
Won't be the last you have seen of me
I've been in love with the mountain of imparity
I've been in love with the mountain of soliloquy
I've been in love with the mountain of impurity
I've been in love with the mountain of security
We
Sink
So seemingly self-sincere
I know you're living
I know you're trying
I know there's more to people's eyes than the colors that divide in two
The seer from the thinker
The teacher from the pupil
The matter from the maker
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9. |
Brachial Crown
06:13
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Look
Locked
Locked to the sun
I can't imagine
be the beast we see the prize we seek
Arbor
arboreal
in the solace of a desolate soul
He knows not
and so i beg you to imagine
where your arms and hands would be
without sun and the wind and the
gravity of
it is through our hands we threw the first spear
and though we thought that through the air would be
the first man and the last to stand
there's never enough time
to keep our climate of keeping the growth from creeping
through our minds and our bodies
who so long for
arboreal
ways of thinking so old they're new
but every thought is a weapon
to the earth it would hew
in two
we pretend we don't see it
everything is amiss
bliss is a myth
we speak in private tongues and bear crowns worn by none before
we see this in our reflection at least
and across that pool
the other waits
and prays our crowns will some day intermingle
and the prayer is not in vain for someday our crowns will branch out indefinitely
through the sun and the wind and rain
and the gravity of
arboreal
i think I just might live
indefinitely
as we branch out
ever incomplete in the spaces
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10. |
You Were There
15:01
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One more New England thunderstorm
Floor of leaves eternally turn to dirt
How did this pass me by?
Eternal turn of the wheel of the night sky
The hermit stepped into the sun
and had no idea where he was
but you were there with him and you always will be so
occasionally I see what I'm about to see
I only grasp vague flickers and glimmers
and the rest is opaque reflective nonsense
I am possessed
I love when things are unclear so that I may turn them into
something self-serving, immortal, and shocking
clarity's the death of me of course
will you be a part of this
join the world and its eternal lack
you've finally figured out the basest platitudes
there is no one across that bridge
but the bridge is a limit or a path
and you can't go back
I'll speak clearly when there's no point to be made
human soul, if it exists at all, should be found in acceptance of burden to bear it
bear witness to the love in tragedy
those of you who rest in that cemetery have had
the misfortune of being born too early or too late
so I suppose or I misperceive my cultural prose
one more New England thunderstorm
I guess it didn't pass me by
at all
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