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I Want the One in Black

from the rock tumbler by chorus house

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A boy would be thrown from his back
and in that, i wear its shirt
the slimming of the mud pulls me
I want the one in black
Like the rock to which we warm our hands
and gather around its shape
all men wear him down
you spin seven times
to blur and make maps that purify the blues
we sent the house off
i felt that the attic was lopsided
hope it gets tangled in the vines we let grow
like the slope that the money walked from
This is the last time I will die
quit trying to get out of the blue
the garden didn't want to sit on the front row
I understood that
Echo saw us, her back up
Wood chippings on the spoon
and all the keys start cringing
the bench wants to beat with it
all my friends want to beat with it
finding heaven on earth
and death in heaven
finding wheels that might look stolen
but still loving them in motion

a girl would be thrown to her back
if she wore that around here
wearing my shirt four hours a day
that's enough if you know where i belong
building ladders for the tunnels they make us live in

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from the rock tumbler, track released January 29, 2012

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