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I can't save you from sort of hell
I can't save you, from even myself
I woke up this morning, so sad
I woke up this morning just to go back to bed
and I wonder where you've gone
and I wonder what I think of God
and I wonder how to get home
after a long night of being alone
...I'm only human.
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Youth
05:00
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I am the young mountain
something you can't climb
grandfather clock; paradox
something you can't time
why am I feeling so old?
-but the summers are getting shorter
and my legs are getting longer so-
why am I feeling so old?
-but my knees are taking a beating
and my brain has just stopped dreaming-
so little time, so many things to do
I don't mind, I'll do it all with you
even though we might fall and break it all
we will get the fuck up.
I will never crawl.
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Red Light, Green Light
04:43
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I will be your guide
I am the summer light
Reflecting off walls
to hit signal rods in your eyes
Have I seen you before?
You're so familiar.
I've lost my shine
I am the stop sign
To let you know you've gone too far
I can't save you
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Blocks
02:57
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Start the world
at the edge of your door
lock out the key and
leave the windows be,
no need for return
all your things are burned
they never meant much anyway,
just a paycheck and an okay day
Father said bye
Mother said goodnight
"Put on your coat 'cause it's cold outside."
Let us live, let us live
No more windows and walls for me;
just a open city with concrete beneath my feet
from here, I can see the river
and the face of the city
From here I can see my problems beneath me
Best friend in your bed, tell me all your secrets
I can see the face of the city
It looks a lot like you.
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Fawn
05:14
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finding ways back home
trying to take breaths with one lung
//I thought this was home, the place I'm coming from\\
//All I saw was darkness, now I see the sun\\
cut me out, cut me out
give me a name
pump my lungs, give me life
pick the name
"don't go near the highway, those deviant eyes will cut you down"
//I will follow the sun, until I can't breathe\\
//until I'm blinded, it's so uneasy\\
//I will follow the air, until I suffocate\\
//in a lonely, quiet space\\
I'm new to this, so take my hand and lead the way
I'll grow to know how to live routine days
I'll be so happy, so care-free
I'll love the world, like it loves me
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Lioness
03:54
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I walked out, but you pulled me back in
These streets are stained with our sin
You'd choose a boy over a man
Small hands over a second chance.
Darling, we can
We always could
but you can't see like I can
and I pray everyday for a thousand days
I rest my head upon a bed of rocks under your mattress, you're always thinking of yourself but I've been the most selfish man. You are dead to me, and I'm drowning in a sea that I let pour- from myself. It turns into an empty grave, and I know where "we" should be.
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Howling
03:16
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you made it impossible to love anything after you.
(If you lose it all
I'll bring you back home
I've been wandering like a lost soul
Like a dog without a home
I'm afraid I've lost a race that never began
I'm afraid this is a means to an end
sleeping in bottles, pills for pillows
capsule dreams and memories that haunt me
tell the kids it's all wrong
and we found a home
in our dreams)
you left me howling over you.
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Radar
04:16
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stars crawl on top of the Earth
condescending to explain my self-worth
strapped in, and hustled, and brainwashed, and beaten; invisible boys with visible faces
my mind is a desert, my tongue is numb; the moon fell out of reach with the sun
straying, decaying, slaving, embracing; from the cheeks of crossword puzzle faces to the ears of infant beginnings
we made gods of ourselves; gods that we failed.
everybody's lost but me
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Black Eye; Black Car
02:50
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it seems I've forgotten what's behind these pictures, these windows- these things I've known for years. My question remains the same; why keep going? It's not the repetitive motion that kills me, but the schedule itself.
Is it that I've spent all these years, inside these same walls; that I yearn for an outside touch? Why must I throw it all away?
I'm only human.
Why must I spend these days questioning? There is no change. This is but rhythm. There is no change. This is but rhythm; not an optimist's game.
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Retreatism
05:21
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they said the path to hell was easy, but you should never follow it
afternoon garage setting; take one last look and put the barrel between your teeth
put the barrel between your teeth
and swallow it.
you're going home
there's no god to greet you
you've been into your place
and you're going home
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11. |
Today, I Understand
09:40
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1955 Little Rock, Arkansas
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