1. |
SOULSPLITTING
01:03
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Instrumental
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2. |
STRAWBERRY MOONS
02:00
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you were falling down to earth
with your arms wrapped around your head
with your buttoned blue striped shirt
you were falling right to me
you were waving ruled pink lines
and you had me at your feet,
dreaming strawberry pink tides
dreaming your moon-phase, worn out eyes
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3. |
BORROWED FORMS
01:26
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I want to be all alone with you.
I swear I'm needing you.
You have me looking for signs in everything I see.
Just lay.
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4. |
FUTURE SNOWSTORMS
03:27
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Love,
I've huffed the smoke out of your clothes.
And I've been high since the first time that we spoke.
I felt the flutter of nervous ribs, I felt the clutter of tangled limbs taking me away.
In the void where we all expire there's a temple built by swollen lungs and bitter tongues.
Where we can live. Where we can die.
Come dance with me in our new living room.
We can watch this winter by. We can do what ever, we can go wherever.
Come say a prayer that our cars won't be lost under future snowstorms, or we could lay here, use up our sick days.
I love the sound of tangling dreams with you.
I love the way your name rolls off of my tongue.
The light from horror films shine bright on the couch where we sit.
It's a shame that we have never been here.
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5. |
CHAMBER MAIDEN
04:26
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I lay here.
Next to lifeless palpable vacancy.
she comes to me with lances of starlight and a voice recognizable only as white noise and interference.
my eyes become blooming novas, my lungs become paper lanterns, my tongue becomes a crypt for unvoiced protest.
There can be no denying that she is beautiful.
She is mending laying thick upon my gaze.
forever my soul will smell like a room that she just left.
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6. |
QUEEN OF DENVER
02:43
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Take what you want from me, my pockets are empty.
I've become a ghost with stretchmarks and shaky hand writing.
I've drawn a bath of hazel, got in and fell asleep,
slipped far beneath the surface in hopes you'd visit me.
Reminisce our bodies, and how they used to fit.
Your hair wound tightly in my fist before turning into serpents.
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7. |
SHIVER
04:10
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our weight.
cracks your name into my bed frame.
stress engraves and splinters rearrange.
legs bend and center lines break.
I find myself counting wrinkles in your place.
kiss purses lips.
lover gives his hips.
the past tries to sneak in but she doesn't fit.
Shiver lightly in your heavy breathing,
Shiver lightly with his flesh in your teeth.
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8. |
BEHOLD HIS MIGHTY HANDS
07:50
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Instrumental
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