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The Summit
03:53
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Hazy evening, your mother pulls up at the summit
outside the house your grandfather grew up in
and in the warmth of negroni and flushed sky
the jobs that he went through/ the things that he left you
it’s dizzying how casually we can die
Let’s stay here for a minute, looking out at the strait
lingering weightless over this boardwalk of a driveway
At this quiet end of the street
weighted blanket of pollen/ threaded to each blossom
the rents rise around you like teeth
Tell me how much will matter this time next year?
I used to want to sleep through these years and now I fret at the flow of them. But never, let us never go back
Hazy morning, weather boards and radio static
Stare at the ceiling
mould like stars blessing the fabric
in this quiet, quiet state
imagining day that somebody else points out the place
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2. |
Cicadas 3
02:56
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Break up/ down
Either way you're losing friends
But you learn to let go of the spreadsheet in the end
Street lit amber, rotting camelia
All rusting away
It's nothing new, it's nothing strange but it's a sorry state-
staying for the ones that stay.
They let it go, bored with your bones.
You won't leave..
Trying to light your effigy, rain pouring down.
Pass through/ out
Either way it just feels wrong
At work/ dawn
Sustained by something gone
Street lit horribly
Pitch dark
You see your face in the glass of the door
Taking in what you see
Making mental notes for how to best dress the effigy
Repeating your sentences
Jaundiced forgivenesses
Rattling round like rain on the back of the flame
I can't swallow it
I just stay slipping away
They let it go, bored with your bones.
You won't leave..
Trying to light your effigy, rain pouring down.
They had enough, bored with the blood.
You won't leave..
Trying to light your effigy, rain pouring down.
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A Steely Dan Covers Band
03:45
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I can see you live on, at the very worst,
with your name as at least several people’s passwords,
with several more reflecting on your last words and heartaches and sign me up
I think of you in the park watching Steely Dan
but it’s not Steely Dan, it’s a Steely Dan covers band
called Steely DNA - 'hey fuck you, whatever, whatever they were good'
When you can’t take it anymore
Well I’ll take it,
it’s only a photo
I was so excited to see you turn 30
I didn’t know anyone 30
I look around and ask you how old do you feel you’re turning? - 'yeah about 30'
Wrapped up in the garden, it’s a violent dream
watching the sun die on stage with the MC
I don’t want to hold you up
I want to hold.. you.. up..
When you can’t take it anymore
Well I’ll take it,
it’s only a photo
Is there someone you talk to
when we’re not around?
Tell me baby there’s no one,
nobody else
Don’t worry nobody cares
and nobody here can tell
Is there someone you talk to
when we’re not around?
Tell me baby there’s no one,
nobody else
It’s the ugliest feeling
but I’m sure that you can
tell by now
As long as you need me
I’ll need you as well
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6022/0
01:35
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5. |
Wedding DJ
03:50
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I see the mountain always
I walk down its rivers, shivering in the doorway
but what I want is mostly yours:
stealing towels from grocery stores
and where I’m going is not that far away:
out of touch, into May
and i’m trying to lie
but i’m regretting each play
like a wedding DJ
I hear the ocean most nights
I sleep in the static and the salt and it’s alright
but where I’m from is mostly here:
wrapped up in the dirt and the glass of these wasted years
and where I’m heading is nowhere strange:
little moon, ridiculous waves
and you're still wanting to die
still so ashamed, everyday
Church bells mingle with the highway
Saint Christopher hangs down from your neck
facedown on my chest
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