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1. |
A Purple Neck (V.2)
04:02
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i wish i was heartless
then it wouldn’t matter
if you found me hanging
a purple neck on a closet door,
or some other way
it’s one last thing
i’ve got to think through
it’s hard to imagine something as messy as that
i remember all my friends
who chose the same way
i wonder what they were thinking
as whatever comes next came next to them
and i do give it the thought
what would it be like
would i be on my own
how much would i feel
how much does it hurt to die?
so i’ll keep myself alive
and keep the waves of ideation at bay
humming my tunes, picking songs
to listen to as i fade out
and if we wait for a train
make sure that you’re holding my hand
it’s fine to worry, i’m worried myself
i can’t make a promise i’m not sure i could keep
cos there are times when I’m sure
i’ve set a date to die
oh I’m sorry to worry you
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2. |
Charlie's Baby
03:32
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you said i was one of charlie’s babies
then you rolled back into sleep
we moved here in the wake of two deaths
the ghosts of friends bound to our heads
the only thing to do, protecting you from you
i’m down on all fours
grinding my hands into the wood floor
it’s a game of chicken of who will do it first
which of us will be the first to die
and in the new we don’t know what to do
but to stack our bottles high
who needs sleep? and who needs to eat?
we just build our tears to the sky
the only thing to do, protecting you from you
i’m down on all fours
grinding my hands into the wood floor
it’s a game of chicken of who will do it first
which of us will be the first to die
how will you do it
how will i find you
how will i do it
will i let you find me?
suffuse the world with melancholy
i can’t see past my nose
is it too soon to call this all a wash
the great mistake of our lives?
the only thing to do, protecting you from you
i’m down on all fours
scrubbing your shit up off the wood floor
it’s a game of chicken of who will do it first
which of us will be the first to die
and who’d have thought that soon enough
i would lose you too?
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3. |
Nowheresville
02:55
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i still think of some summer's dream of you
thinking of nights against knots
and you still live a life apart from mine
a lifetime above mine
i walked by
i thought i saw your hair
tangled through the window
was it you at all
i dont know you
even if i wanted to
could i anyways?
i draw your face on every surface
on every surface you never age
and in those summer dreams
you're the same
but here in life you are your own
you don't belong to any dream of mine
calm belong, calm belong, calm belong
i want to know you as you are now
i want to know you at last
for once
you said a million years ago to watch the trees
that if i ever saw the birds fly out from there
something would change and it would be okay
...where are you now?
i don't know
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4. |
Winterburn (Memo)
02:56
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winterburn, in case of care
no monument, no rotten turn
an eggshell burned, an orrery
a darkened stem, a careless burn
a sour patch, a cabbage rot
a sun and i into a lie
and i have no eyes besides it’s what i’ve been
i have no friends away from now
i spend my time in winterburn
winterburn, in place of care
no monument, no rotten turn
an isolate, a prisoning
a chain of woe, a donkey’s tail
no mystery, just confusion
no poetry— the sparsest prose
and i have no eyes besides it’s what i’ve been
i have no friends away from now
i spend my time in winterburn
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i saw a friend
on a laptop screen
her hair was gone
i read a page
i saw her name
she’s lost to them
i’ve left myself with dreams of time a future lost
i cant forget the smoke of spring the massive cost
i know someone
she’s dressed in white
she’s lost her name
i miss her life
though i get her choice
but she’s lost to them
i’ve left myself with dreams of time a future lost
i cant forget the smoke of spring the massive cost
i watch her body waste away at their command
what does she say when she is forced
to drink the cup
is it her choice
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6. |
Road Movie
03:16
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what does it mean
to live here now
to be stuck in this room
in the bed of my youth
to remember the drive
weighed down with the dream
a wish for the future
an investment in “us”
so what does it mean
to look back in failure
to pour snow on the fire
and rub ash on the gums
across the country
a storm shakes the van
with a friend by our side
and a goodbye to things
and in less than a year
a life laid in ruin
that goodbye to things
i lost all my leaves
i will remember
where i was
face in the dirt
hearing you scream
and i understand
but there i was
curled in the dirt
hidden next door
i heard you scream
out in the dark
hidden from sight
i became less
i heard you cry
i stayed silent
i heard you wail
i stayed silent
i waited in pain
curled in the dirt
i snuck away
from my own home
and that’s how it is
that’s how we’ll live
the memory will stay
no matter the pain
and that’s how it is
i shake at the noise
the memory will stay
i will live in shame
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7. |
Blue Balloons (2021)
04:33
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there she is again and again, i can see her from a mile away
she comes up her mother and hands me a dollar
what sort of balloons will you have? the kind that cry?
most likely balloons that look like the sky:
so we can let them go, and no one will know
and she said to me, well oh can’t you see?
though the breeze may kill the trees
and displace the lives of bees,
the wind can’t do a single thing to my blue balloons and me
what sort of balloons will you have? the kind that cry?
most likely balloons that look like the sky:
so we can let them go, and no one will know
it’s things like this that make life worth living
i asked her then if she would shed a tear
when the wind the wind carried balloons so far from here
and day after day and month after month
she buys a swarm of blue balloons
and every time i see her coming, i untie another blue balloon
what sort of balloons will you have? the kind that cry?
most likely balloons that look like the sky:
so we can let them go, and no one will know
and in the time when you are young
this world will swirl around your head
and i will tether you with the blue balloons that you love
it’s things like this that make life worth living
on the water is a ship of bone, the river is full of blood
the river empties in the water, and the sea is full of blood
but the ship can stay afloat, regardless of its bones
and i am full of nothing, and the river is full of blood
but not enough blood not enough blood not enough blood
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8. |
ATMOS2 6_12_19, 7:31 PM
01:51
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9. |
Nowheresville (Memo)
02:03
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