1. |
Swings
03:45
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it comes and goes with the sun in the sky
and my threadbare clothes and the longest of lies
and the simplest of things they are never enough
but I get so close sometimes
it sparks and ignites and flares off in the gloom
and these furious lights are so vital and doomed
I would bottle them up if only I could but
when I'm here I flail about aimlessly
stub my toes and trip over my own feet
tangling wires and stumbling clumsily
I would stay here forever if I could
and be happy
every time we embrace one another
the fire inside flings us into the ether
whatever the distance I'd never have met you
but I get so close sometimes
strung on a high wire heart lost and then found
growing fierce with desire at the sight and the sound
I would bottle it up if only I could but
when I'm here I flail about aimlessly
stub my toes and trip over my own feet
tangling wires and stumbling clumsily
I would stay here forever if I could
and be happy
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2. |
The Accident
04:33
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blood, bone, ties
spinal fluid glistening
in the sun
I crunch and mumble listlessly
I
I wait
the blood clots impatiently
I burn the books I pace the floor I turn the pages for the days I long for
whine, blink, whir
drift in and out and elsewhere
the smell oh the smell
to be anywhere but anywhere but
here
I wait
the blood clots impatiently
I burn the books I pace the floor I turn the pages for the days I long for
I wait
the blood clots impatiently
I burn the books I pace the floor I turn the pages for the days I wish
burn the books I pace the floor I turn the pages I scatter ashes
I turn the books I trace the floor I burn the pages for the days I long for
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3. |
RGB
02:46
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4. |
After the War
03:22
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After the war
we found our bearings
wearing out
our joints are shot
our eyes shut rusted
I -
nothing left here
I -
I burnt my clothes in the evacuation
I ran headlong to the burning pool
erased all traces
nothing left
nothing left the world is open again
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5. |
Suzumiya
02:52
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hold me close, bind me tight
I want more
caress my chest, kiss my wounds
I want more
whisper my love, cradle my head
I want more
lighten my weight, tighten your grasp
I want more
bind my limbs, gag my mouth
I want more
I want more
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