1. |
The Worst Half
02:54
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seed wakes all night in sweat
better than regret
you'd probably feel
light & free
but you're with me
now, we were not blooming
but out came this seedling
who bound you like a sailor's knot
tied to my docks
ooh, I anchor you
but not to the ground
to a deeper dark
where I pull you down
you see creatures & critters
swimming all around
you see ugly things
bound up in me
past times I count as lost times
they got the best of me
well, since you got the worst half
we might as well agree:
I'm not the man you dreamed
and in the clouds it seems
so much lighter and serene
till we become nothing
ooh, I anchor you
but not to the ground
to a deeper dark
where I pull you down
you see creatures & critters
swimming all around
you see ugly things
bound up in me
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2. |
Winter Coat
03:40
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a winter coat
to hold me together
up in New York
we dress for the weather
I'm wrapped in goose feathers
I'm hidden and safe
I'd rather not leave
this shell that I've made
but don't leave me alone
don't leave me with strangers
you know that I'll pull towards
permanent dangers
I love a good secret
let it sit in the cellar
let it age and excite me
eighty proof all the better
my hand in the wolf's fur
my head had no clue
my heart is an island
eyes hazy and blue
I'm useless and smiling
I really should go
you found what I'm hiding
I'm reckless you know
I'm reckless
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3. |
Bold
03:27
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I can't say it wasn't bold
to knock, ring then knock
to get your attention
even though I should not
I'm begging to fill my gut
with no more than a fist
when crack went my rib cage
she flew away with it
come back shy song bird
come back shy song bird
come back shy song bird
come back
I've sinned, i've missed the mark
if it was you (and it was)
don't write this down in ink
in your big book please
I'm begging to fill my cup
with saw dust and to grow some luck
I'm sighing to fill my lungs
with twenty one grams of love
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4. |
Stubborn Seed
02:03
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again there is a bridge we will not cross
our stubborn seed came quietly
like a message o'er tin cans and string
giggles and toes tying the notes
that make up you plus me
I don't think it's called harmony
it's between that an cacophony
again there is a bridge we will not cross
so will you kiss me with your soft pink lips
when you say 'sorry' with your body
even though your eyes want to say goodbye
let's lay out in the soft blue grass
with our arms up and our guards down
to cradle our divided heads
and watch the rain green sky
we're heavier than the earth for days
stooping beneath the clouds I say
"again there is a cross we will not bridge"
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5. |
Three Drinks
03:39
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everyone knows the wages of sin
everyone knows the places i've been
it doesn't take two to lose you I see
i'm always much farther than I used to be
I've got a head full of steam
three drinks to soften the scene
and you've had every right to this
my silence is torture & bliss
my silence is torture & bliss
I thought you were the big bad wolf
I thought I'd fall into the black hole
sideways glances & crooked chances
I'm sure the nameless love word dances
I've got a head full of steam
three drinks to soften the scene
and you've had every right to this
my silence is torture & bliss
my silence is torture & bliss
honesty
it will tear you apart
honestly
lets go back to the start
back to the
back to the
back to the start
but I've got a head full of steam
three drinks to soften the scene
and you've had every right to this
my silence is torture & bliss
my silence is torture & bliss
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6. |
Reminder
04:36
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provider, not peace-of-mind-er
you hang, kite
looking down your nose at those
tiptoeing and pickpocketing life
son of a clean bride
split from open skies blind
to twenty one one
wont you come if even in metaphor
and cast the pharisees out of me
wanting signs
you with your sugar brown eyes
and pre assembled earth time
figure this jigsaw, pigsty life
I tried
reminder, from your landlord
we all equal lesser
the clean and the poor dressers
the yes-ers and the no-ers
those bloated with the answers
see you
stuck up in a cloud
wont you come if even in metaphor
and cast American out of me
wanting kings
you with your sugar brown eyes
and pre assembled earth time
figure this jigsaw, pigsty life
I tried
you with your magazine smile
and preassembled earth while
figure this jigsaw, pigsty life
I tried
christ, we're all overfed
filled with showbread and manna
christ, we're all overfed
filled with 'holy words' and manners
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