1. |
Stage I
02:59
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So this won’t be blowing over
Every other winter
Looking for excuses
For tendencies to rupture
And now the city’s throwing punches
City under water
Weighing all the options
In the proper order
As long as it doesn’t get worse…
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2. |
First Conversations
04:32
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Eyes down, still staring
I would have you if you’ll have me
Is silence that worth fearing?
It’s exhausted, it’s exhausting
Every first conversation with friends, first conversations with
conversations every first conversation with friends, first conversations with,
Conversations that we’re not sharing, things get harder to remember
Someone get it down
So friendly, and already
Forgetting that you saw me
It’s exhausted, it’s exhausting
I would have you, if you’ll have me
Every first…
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3. |
The Walls
03:32
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I am right where we started, I am good I am guarded
I am better, better in theory than present company
But I, devoted, genuflect, and we watch as your intellect becomes a bible
A lonely idol to your countenance
And I know I’m a lot yeah a lot of the time
Let me sink into the walls put me right out of your mind
I’ll wait inside this time, awake this time
Inside the dream, lucidity
A will forced into being
A wake of fury, disappearing in an empty hour
Well-laid the trap, engage the tourist
With a smile, a shade of pity
For those who don’t find demands endearing, invention comforting
And I’m not on the edge of a new, new reprieve
No interest in dodging calls, I’m just high from the relief
And I’ll wait content to be awake this time
And I know I’m a lot yeah a lot of the time
Let me sink into the walls put me right out of your mind
I’ll wait inside this time, awake this time
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4. |
A Delicate Age
04:25
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Direct lightning out of snapping wrists
Thought without antithesis
What to hide behind
Screaming out in silent fits
Test the sound, try the bit
Running out of time
But maybe I like it loud
When you know better than to want what you can’t afford
Waiting for the fire to dissipate
When you are too in love with what you’re supposed to be sorry for
Self-mythologize, self-lacerate
Striking out with phantom limbs
The weak façade of twinless twins
Doom in little things
And the fear of disappointment’s a distraction
And I’m bad at calling favors in when I’m caught in the act of wanting
But maybe I’m wanting now
And we’re all just looking for the sun in a delicate age
And it’s hard to remember that the sun’s looking down on you anyway
And maybe I like it loud
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5. |
Steady Hands
04:41
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No one wandered out of houses when the word came down
And no one had given us instructions on how to save ourselves
So I was halfway up the stairs when I remembered you had said you were tired
I used to have such steady, I used to have such steady hands…
Are you my left hand shakes, or are those mine
Are you what’s looking back from my red eyes
You deserve an explanation, and I deserve a chance
Because I used to have such steady, I used to have such steady hands
And how will anybody notice exactly when disaster struck?
If no one wanders out of houses, and no one waits for what I’ve got?
So I’ll call it a bruiser, and you can call it whatever you want. Whatever you want.
Cuz I used to have such steady, I used to have such steady hands.
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6. |
Step and a Leap
06:04
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Holding hands before the storm hits
Learning when and where to risk it
Wasting time finding words that sound good together
Before the things that sound like love felt like leaving me behind
And in the morning, we’ll climb so high
But there’s a version of me before I figured this out
Who slept in your spine and who lived in your house
Who lives inside your mind
Eating you up from the inside
So what makes you think you’re different?
If you’ve ever been mighty, if you’ve ever been tired
Of the pigeon toes and quiet eyes of mine
How should we measure our time, a step and a leap?
Or with arms outstretched to difficult mothers doing the difficult work of being alive
(So tell me that you love me and I’ll leave you behind)
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7. |
Easy
04:09
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If you insist on, insist on talking loud enough to hear
Telling tales, standing on tables
Sneaking up behind me
And no one said that sweeping up is easy, no one said that, didn’t we
And all the running subtitles, languages I don’t speak
And you were ready for us to go but made sure you were awake to watch us leave
no one said that sleeping would come easy, no one said that, didn’t we
Laid out, breakdown
When the night is over, are we?
For when we fade out
I am in your corner
Know that I was in your corner, maybe
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8. |
All of Them Witches
03:57
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Wanting to be seen, desperate to be heard
But wants don’t equal needs, hold your tongue behind your teeth
Don’t recognize where you’re finding yourself
And you can’t see away around it now
Reconcile the good things you grew up with
Trying to pre-determine states to show up in
All of them witches
Take a break from judging books and wondering how to feel
You hang from several hooks to rest your bloody heels
Don’t recognize where you’re finding yourself
And you can’t see a way around it now
And if the call is from inside the house
Then maybe it’s time, time to get out
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9. |
Carving
03:56
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Dream about dog whistles
Trust no one is listening
Draw lines under your eyelids, your eyeline
Sift through trash from trailers
Hedging bets better
Attempts to win your favor, your favor
Eating ice at the end of the evening
Carving into sides of mountains
Running in front of traffic
You stole the breath from my figure
Held your protest in my shoulders
You stripped the skin from my fingers
From my fingers, Carving
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10. |
Stage II
04:45
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Maybe you’ve dug at the skin enough to find what’s underneath
Cloaking vanity in the comfort of grief
Difficulty moving on, walking on your knees
Change is hard, but you’re listening
To what’s new in the world
Arming restlessness, refining aim
Unexpected joy, expected pain
But in the end this hole doesn’t have to be a grave
And this will take as long as it’ll take
So talk with your hands about the end of days
A guided mission burning in the wild
Oh confident child, spread apostolic fiction
About what’s new, what’s new
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