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Favorite Lullaby
02:48
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Skin peeling, eye water, the chemical shield
All this will retire one day when I’m healed
And the folks I admire will admire me
If I write a good song and sing it perfectly
My lining sheds soundly the moon it is whole
In the safest of seasons for out of control
I can even be stoic or quietly doubt
I just hope you’ll take your shovels and goggles out
Convex and tender, resolved to abuse
Rain soaks my foundation with holes in my shoes
Dear in the headlights, full belly and glass
I have got sleepy jitters and jerks to surpass
I know I’ll be humbled and grateful one day
For the space I create between each vertebrae
I can breathe with the bigger breath, transcend my fears
But sometimes my backbone fully disappears
Wide awake, trains coming less frequently
Bane of existence, physical urgency
Seems I’m always instigating the high
The music I dance to my favorite lullaby
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2. |
Piece of Our Whole
04:22
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It’s that devil on your shoulder
Typical borderline friend
Brings you lovely divine play time
Leaves you fooled it’s true in the end
It’s a choice for you
Although you do not know why
And how many times my friend until you truly try
Your third eye is wide with wonder
You read signals and signs
Walk with purpose and smiles
Humbled squared here in hunger square
But this leads to where?
Never been in love and comfort is your pleasure
Well you wash him off your body
Break a leg to affirm the new
Being called to service with no follow through
Well it beats at your heart an tears at your glow and your soul!
And though you’re leaving again your broken ground here’s still a
piece of our whole
Just ask us for the vouchers
There is still a chance to readjust
Broken from resigned relapses
You’re now above the clouds
Just reach out to us for all the validation
Well you Wish and wash it out
You Fill up your whole day
And don’t forget you used to hide so they say
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3. |
If We're Lucky
03:27
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sweet liquid spread of containers
daughter meet my teacher
such pressure, such pressure, such pleasure
you exist
liminality is where I seem to be
I immerse myself in its beauty
And I never feel so lonesome as I do upon return
And I loathe the way you tell me that I need to read and learn
These things that we do, things that we do
We’re shaking our fears and breaking the others
And we’ll laugh while we last if we’re lucky
Slow gutsy speech and a dull buzz
Sympathetic stranger
The whistles, the bus rides, the sand between my toes
Checking things off lists that you’d advocate for
Sometimes you’ll give more than a dead stare
And I never feel so lonesome as I do upon return
And I loathe the way you tell me that I need to read and learn
You may scare away but you might as well say
May scare away but you might as well say it
But don’t you be hoping he’ll want it from you someday
These things that we do, things that we do
We’re shaking our fears and breaking the others
And we’ll laugh while we last if we’re lucky
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4. |
Another Demonstration
03:38
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i dance while i play
the band how they stare
my eyes on your chest and on his eyes
i’m keeping tough times
i hope that you care
i want you to be the one to reach out
it happened again, the fall to the womb
now i’ve got acres to fuck up some more
and this kind of bitterness, this kind of crushed
all the time’s just another demonstration
and i’m losing steam
i’m losing material
i’m framing things in catastrophe
just sometimes when i’m all alone and bleeding
i dance while i play
the band how they stare
all of my shade is drifting away
so many treats, so little time
as grand as the power i grant them
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5. |
Consortium
03:10
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Condor swirving in a new body
can hold attention, implant a thought
like your knife-sharpener in our hands
but i’ll do what i want do do
what was profound about it to you?
we all want to know
who’s gonna draw it out now for you,
now that i’m gone?
well the lake salt draws it out
in eye, in skin, in crown
he swings me around and they instantly surface
ambidextrous, sharp as a string tip
help me get back up on top of my game
with a small exercise for my brain
but i’ll do what i want to do
what made the conversation rich?
we all want to know
if you choose to keep my high regard,
you’d give details
but sometime months ago, new body came to know
that folks like us lose sight when we’re lost in the blankets
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6. |
Smoothly Blended
04:48
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there's another story buried in each one we hear
we could cry a river from images made crystal clear
by bullet point poetry
or bruises and secrecy
and sometimes i mimmick with success
and sometimes i just want to undress you
for the sake of time passions need to fight
and the ones disguised as worthy
win the fight with each rebirth
they keep on preventing,
they ruin my chances
of you knowing me
as who i want to be
we listen to bird songs like the songs inside our brains
and when it's time to keep one that melody flows through our veins
and one of my mamas said
to pick from the flower bed
she said change is slow
and time has shown
that farthest left is a circle
and you and me, we're smoothly blended right now
let clear even waves drown it out
let clear even waves fill it in
let clear even waves take the cake
and my breath away
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7. |
Half Empty Hands Full
03:07
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voices of my lovers follow suit
strong moon, strong season
sometimes diving in is just too hard
with voices of reason
i want to wake to the sound of your breath
be tangled in the visions in your head
in your head
i had to test the waters
more willing than the others
but then i just want more
the same or something more
something more
this may be really all he thinks i am
a bundle of potential
cuz i’m back with my back against the fire
with half empty hands full
i’m intrigued by the films in your mind’s eye
i want to watch while i lay with my friend
with my friend
i had to test the waters
more willing than the others
but then i just want more
the same or something more
something more
voices of my lovers follow suit
strong moon, strong season
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8. |
Come O Come
03:24
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Come O Come emanuel
come o come, expose my kind misgivings
muscles remember how to find safe havens
structures made of haze and sunny melting patches
come o come
you've got the faith and stamina
virgining jump starts and sentimental sources
small spoons for small dignity
the need to change locations
his is a custom to take off to other towns
amazing you asked
i poke ever so slightly
thank you for asking, and coming when i call
come o come
plain or less domestic
my calluses seem to be more than remedial
lucky to crave it and sometimes it's solemn
nothing for granted and they come when you call 'em
lucky to crave it and sometimes it's solemn
nothing for granted and they come when you call 'em
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