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Ropeswing
04:28
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finding your loss, and losing the trail
into the night
you lost your will
swallowed the key, bit by bit
your rope swing eyes roll to the side
I'm bored of myself too
hide under your tongue
protect the one you love
all you care about is getting home
put down my iron tools
they don't bend the truth, they bend you
alone at home
you fell asleep under the tree
it's hard to believe
I've been with you all of this time
maybe you're me
your rope swing eyes roll to the side
I'm bored of myself too
look to the side rope swing smile
I'd lose me too
hide under your tongue
protect the one you love
all you care about is getting home
put down my iron tools
they don't bend the truth, they bend you
alone at home
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2. |
Rain in Winnebago
03:41
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feel the rain in Winnebago
feel the bombs fall
they're all gone, and where did they go?
they'd been told the moon could fall
follow me, fever dream
I'm told the moon could fall
pieces fall, where'd the time go?
lover's lane with a cold war cause
sent them up glowing yellow
now we wait in a stalled car
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3. |
Debbie
03:53
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my bike broke last year and I lost my cool
you didn't wait for me, but I'd wait for you
I wanna say things for how they'll sound
not what I'm thinking, that's not what I mean
painted it pinstripe blue
and greased up the chain
I wait for you, and I left it in the grass under the overpass
graduated at last
I'm not old enough sometimes
I don't answer what you ask
I'm left in the grass
slowly at first but getting faster
your tires spin on black matter
feel the ease of letting go
of things you'd have never controlled
I wait for you, and I left it in the grass under the overpass
I don't answer what you ask, I'm left in the grass
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4. |
Foxglove
05:46
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I guess I thought that it would be the way that I envisioned
every day a different play revision
instead, I'm treading water
instead, I'm barely lived
instead, I'm only useful to the braindead
I thought we'd be singing nights away
I thought I'd see a different part of you every day
every time I'm in the desert of my own volition
all my demons come to stay
they speak at inner goddess
convince her that they need to stay
I thought we'd be singing nights away
I thought I'd see a different part of you every day
I thought we'd have forever to stay this way
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5. |
planchette
05:15
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found a figure in the pale of my hand
a low moon in crescent, I don't read the leaves
get out of here where I can't find you
get out of here while I can't follow you
wild eyed swing
take an axe to him
I know your figure
I'll roll your bones
I found a friend
in the knots of my oak
his old fingers felt my signs
and rolled all my bones
get out of here somewhere I won't go
get out of here somewhere I won't go
wild eyed swing
take an axe to him
I know your figure
I'll roll your bones
palms open so I can read the leaves
pull an axe from me
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6. |
Dry
02:59
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find a good word
better than the words I've had
say it better quiet and blurred
see you around, it's hot for May
like one great thing
hold it closely, your big idea
like one great thing
find a sense of self, falling down
upright the ground floor
made of parts and impulses
say it soft
made a way to forget
to get lost
find a sense of self, falling down
upright the ground floor
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7. |
Tolpa
04:15
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dependency, I know what you're thinking about
I've got proof of you in my bank account
I knew my head would spin, without a doubt
in your direction
it's never worth it
it's always the same thing
I think I'm onto something
hey kid, I'll keep my dragon voice to myself
and not vamporize
the kind of bad feeling that I'm gonna like
and try not to admit
and I'm not blaming, I'm just explaining
I'll see you later inside a brown paper bag
you're so familiar and non-judgemental
and I'm just waiting, because you're my only friend
can't lose you again
dependency, I know what you're thinking about
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8. |
In the ground
04:30
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(these are re-written to the best of our knowledge...nobody really knows the original ancient words)
smokey grip sliding off your lungs
give more to the constellations
were you a believing heart?
haunted to me
it is your best
I'm holding you to it
it is your ghost
holding me back
give more to the big hole in the ground
is anybody seeing?
smokey grip sliding off your lungs
give more to the constellations
it is your best
I'm holding you to it
it is your ghost
holding me back
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softer things have lived on my lips
lately, I feel so serious and not like me
I don't wanna care if your shoes are on my sofa
I'd rather float like a snowflake on your nose
we all burn out, it's just our way
burn with me until you're grey
tick marks on our doorframe
just some body parts
break my heart
I wish you could see my body with new eyes
lately I feel so similar and not like me
I don't wanna care if her shoes are on your sofa
or how her thoughts are new like mine used to be
we all burn out, it's just our way
burn with me until you're grey
tick marks on our doorframe
just some body parts
so break my heart
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Side Thing Rockford, Illinois
I asked the local witch to throw some twigs and pine cones down my basement stairs and this was the sound it made. I screamed, she screamed, the stairs is still screaming.
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