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The Window
05:18
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And the weekdays loured
I walked through the deer and doused your weld
And I swear you’re making everything okay
Our deal was suede and dusk
I tasted the tease of a lioness
So I got up and stood on your neck
You cried no one will look me in the eyes except the turtle
Salt in my best cards close hard
It’s hard to find sleep
Stop like racing hearts
Chances are I’ll wake sweating beads
I pull you over me and you scream
The window grinds its teeth
You wake when I’m behaved
And you push my darkness into rays
There’s no need for hollow logs with you
There’s only so many freckles
When I lie inside the wrong with you
I can hear your laugh break
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Cups In the Minor Arcana
04:34
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Two girls
One is grey and one is white
The white’s knee can ring bells
Know it and then break it
Love breaking ankles of women who live in mountains
It’s real being clung to the floor in your diamond
I am a no man’s acre
Even left here by the undertaker
So I lie on your paper and tear it
You’re my lady, of “come to me”
Back from your laze
I still taste you
I’m hearing your laugh as mountains
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Coughing Humor
04:04
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“My love is merely words”
I gave emotion on the march and in the hospital
But on the battlefield I defended with words
I loved you from within a cave
My stomach’s swollen
My body’s mouth is watering
I flooded your hearse and the kill became your voice
So I followed you to the stairs where your pearls burst
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4. |
The Leaking Knee
09:01
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Slow down
I really have to go
I am returning to my maiden name
To release my sea and the leash on my aerie
The alias of my seeker’s hue leaked
Reseal the seal, the ashes lie in aisles
So that the hale heals easier
To replace in lieu that I shake auras
Ideas shadowing like hideaways do
Lights on lights on lights on
I’m ashamed to dry
Shells that crack in the mirror will be blue
We’ve been trying
Ideas shadowing like hideaways do
Ahead, seaway
Odd wise
But away from odds
Aiding in the wayside
I picked up your slump and I laid you over my chirp
Did you sing louder when you were a sober cringe in their clasp?
I ran my fingers through your seeded smile
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5. |
West of Winter
02:13
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I probably know you
You handed me clay
Maybe I named you winter
I carved your eye in my hand
You dropped it cause the mind’s too strong
A criminal
After the creek pushed through our stomachs
I smelled my hand
I had your laze printed on me
And when I breathed
I felt your blow
You dropped your faults in my hand
You dropped it cause the mind’s too strong
A criminal
After the creek pushed through our stomachs
I smelled my hand
I probably know you
Or will know you less
You skipped out on my slits
The water shifts
Keep holding my ribs
Love me like I love you
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Your Seeded Smile
04:29
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You crept to better days
I start to swing in and out of me
It hurts facing the ground
But the mulch becomes your eyes
Which get darker as you get closer
My slips get deeper as you know
That I’m just a sawer
You mentioned your shadow
I laughed at the insects crawling between us
And I scarred them off for you
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Clothes Low
02:50
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All of that love wasn’t in by me
Can I roll into bed late?
I take after kind elders
An island’s effort: salt heals after
Losing every emanation
Kick repeating, almost urging
Safely empty
The water was up in the air, it stung me
I tried to drink you, you stood like thunder
The clothes were so low, we broke through the bottom
The clothes were so low, I tore asunder
The clothes were so low, I spooled the sun down
I am an empty talk
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8. |
It's The Love
04:12
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It’s the love
I’m a rain slave
Shoulders got a bruise
Maybe I will show you silver sand
Come on baby
Let’s charge the claim
White!
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The Carver's Open Gills
03:31
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A leaf’s rolled wing was amazed I used a carver
Her rouse leaked, alluring me
Light you’ve got a hold on me
And I live life like a night-light
I have no reflection in your eyes
This is where I wanna live when your mind gets real
And I wanna stand and stare at your open mouth
Neonatal eyes
Just ahead is a line of hyenas
This is where I wanna live when your mind gets real
And I wanna stand and stare at your open gills
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Constant Cooling
02:07
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I stole you from the heelless undertow with wonder
You’re tied in me
‘It’s a burn from the sun’ you said
You doused so quickly
That I had to denounce what I said
..easy easy easy easy.
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