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Bookish
03:25
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BOOKISH: leave Voltaire behind; underline my mind, you will witness it unwind with every motion; I'm a twisted thing, naked as a string, obviously winging this all; won't you teach me your success at delivering the best when the day never starts, love? I am naked as string, gnarled and gnawing everything apart; do you still expect me to hold me breath, always keeping still as death so you can face it? leave Voltaire behind, write down what you find active and alive, ogre emotion; and I will teach you my success at delivering the best when the day never starts, love; we are naked as two strings, gnarled and gnawing at the just one heart..
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First Red Leaf
04:21
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FIRST RED LEAF: we're all in the park ballooning to you, all over eight years, still everything new; so I wait in waiting for the moment to come where I'm the desperately interesting one; damn, you stole the colour from my two eyes; contented me with you being recognized; thought you'd make an extra name for me to stick to my chest where they'd always see it; make me a me to inhabit for now; I will live in the stick house with the chimney clouds; you are great like first red leaf in the fall; I am greatly influenced by it all; damn, you stole the colour from my two eyes, contented me with you being recognized; thought you'd make an extra name for me to stick to my chest where we'd always see it..
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Rubbing Elbows
02:25
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RUBBING ELBOWS: all you leave hanging will finish us off before I've had time to remind you of the things you don't say that I need you to say; hire a chartered accountant for to add it up; all you leave hanging hangs down so low that that tear and this tear keep rubbing elbows; they say "how did you do? God I look like you do; turn the overhead lights on we've got to add it up"; all you leave hanging will finish us, that tear this tear missed like the last bus; you don't want my ride, or the bells inside it, or the bells on the outside, we've got to add it up..
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Covers Up
04:38
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COVERS UP: baby shut the door, let's get stoned; shut the door and we'll be alone so I won't be alone; mama's got a brand new bag full of all the good times we have had, full of all the good times we have had; where did it go? i thought this was on fire; now I don't know how to speak, how to keep you from tiring of me oooo; once you climbed my wall just to see how the moon looks lying with me as I slept alone unknowingly; now the moon just lights up my feet, covers up whenever we meet, covers up whenever we do meet; where did it go? I thought this was on fire; now I don't know how to speak, how to keep you from tiring of me; where did it go? I thought this was on fire; love let me know how to stand, how to stand, for to help you remember me; ((now you've got it all to yourself, yourself; telling dewy stories to the cold constellations, oh; take a moment now help yourself, yourself; 'cause if you can't do you how you ever going to do someone else?
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Hera
04:00
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HERA: Come bird, come beast, and drink from the waters at Hera's mouth; I sink all dressed in vows and in blessings you've done without, and those teeth, those teeth those teeth those teeth will keep you from becoming meat; I am I am I am I am the way he likes the days I can; he burnt my house, he burnt my belongings, and he burnt the ground; I stood there all in awe of the pirate my good love found; those teeth those teeth those teeth those teeth line up to make the worst of me; I am I am I am I am and then I'm not the better man; I gone howled for the ranger come and bring me back to the place he stole me from; he gone howled for the ranger I bought me this horse and she leaves me here with none; the ranger goes oooooo those teeth those teeth those teeth those teeth
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It's Your Funeral
02:53
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IT'S YOUR FUNERAL: Me, I couldn't go, washed up on the shore, sending you my love from above; my light and sound, water and ground, air and the fire through the wire; she doesn't know, but she feels sure just who I am to her man; who you are to me, that is finally clearer than the waves I ran to; who I am to you, darling so untrue, I guess it's just as well; it's your funeral; who I am to you, darling so untrue, I guess it's just as well; it's your funeral.
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Major Crush
04:01
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MAJOR CRUSH: When the morning light shines on you it also does shine on me and so we grow like flowers for everyone to see; you are not alone, no, you are never, ever alone, so we don't talk about some things, if anything at all; why it feels like we came from the same forgotten star; why you turn to me and not to them when life gets hard; no, when life gets hard I tell you all about the man you are, and not one thing about the man I want you to be; I look in your eyes, try very hard to see them as paintings on a wall, leaves pressed in books, not really your eyes at all, but it just feels like we've been traveling so far; it feels like hell to let you go home when life gets hard; maybe next time I'll end it with lying in your arms; maybe next time you'll end it with happening on my heart.
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THE PRESIDENT IS DEAD: lalalalalala mmm we break up every day, we break up when the sky says; we make love every day, we make love; we make love every day, we make love when the sky says, and we break up every day; lalalalalala mmm forest fire forest fire you burn it down to make it; you burn it down burn it down; forest fire forest fire you burn it down to make it, so burn it down burn it down don't you think we can take it? see the birds in the grey, opaque morning sky -- don't they know it? all the time that we've tried to avoid this they fly hard toward it; see the birds in the grey, opaque morning sky -- don't they know it? all the time that we've tried to avoid this they fly hard toward it lalalalala mmm
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You're Already There
04:04
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YOU'RE ALREADY THERE: one morning you asked me to make you whole again; something happened in the beginning that split you and made you feel like nothing nothing nothing to them nothing nothing nothing to them; I wear your shoes down to the street; it's 4am and you're asleep; i wear your coat; it smells so sure, and I pretend that so are you; that feels like nothing nothing nothing to me nothing nothing nothing to me nothing nothing nothing to me; one morning you asked me to make you whole again; they took your name, they took the truth, expected you to act like it all meant nothing nothing nothing to you nothing nothing nothing to you...hello you're already there hello you're already there hello
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Harmony Trowbridge Toronto, Ontario
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