1. |
Our Black Pages
03:36
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our black pages
they ripped themselves out
this time
they didn't
ask first..
..hardly made a sound
we took a ride today,
to try and find them
but we grew old
before we
came back home
I had a dream
floating, wet and white
I was asked to
choose my parents
because tiger
has got to hunt
bird,
she's got to fly
fish has got to swim, and
man got to tell himself
he understand
you see--
tiger,
has got to hunt
bird,
she's got to fly
fish,
has got to swim, and
man got to tell himself
he understand
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2. |
Me is Where the Us Is
01:30
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(haha..
...go again..
...oh, that's pretty good..
...let's hear it again..
...all right!...)
(...let's hear one more..
...that's pretty good!..
...oooh, that's real good!..
--oh man, all-right.. here we go....)
home is
where the
house is
where my trails
trails left off
somewhere
back, behind attics
and antics
and dicks
and dust
trunks of
god,
father's stuff
when ya' stand up
the floor shakes,
your head shakes,
the room doesn't move
so many
lost and gone
objects to reference from
a reference from the
dark side of a toy-box
the
under of an ember
once-lit, was gone
what they did,
we'll do
this chest is a
womb for your
slippery, slippery, slippery
a single bulb does not shine
on this line of color
and its parallel gutter
walking past is
a man who seems
tired and curious
and wanting enough to
look through
windshield's whose passenger's make--
--few make eye-contact
and
tall villains
are pillars of pages
stacked past trust
empty skies screaming for
anything
anything
anything
anything
at all
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3. |
Puzzle Lungs
04:31
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the puzzles in my lungs
held together
by my
childhood moans
my leafless youth
pecking pauses
without a house,
without a home
no ceiling
no snow
no hum
no flow
a vague pulse
silence...
..behold the feelings,
made inside....
this time of day our
corpse, she glows
our mouth's pinned shut,
but our heart knows
playing slave
locked doors
unlit matches
swelling drawers
where there's no ceiling
and there's no snow
there is no hum
and no flow
just a vague pulse
and some silence
to hold the feelings,
made inside it
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4. |
Alone (With You)
03:28
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when you
don't know
which way to go
and you stop,
to reflect
and all
you see
is our
history
I would worry..
..yeah, I'd worry....
'cause if you
can't tell by now
that I don't know
who I am
we
may
never see
why we are
what we are
so why don't you leave here
and maybe I'll leave too
why not forget me,
and maybe I'll forget you?
when you
don't know
which
way
to go
and you stop
to reflect
and all
you see
is our
history
I would worry--
--yeah, I'd worry!
'cause if you
can't tell
by now
that I don't know
who I am
we
may
never see
why
we are
what we are
when did we lose our voice?
where did I forget my name?
where did we lose our voice?
where did I forget my name?
tell me there's something louder
than noise
in a silent room
'cause I'd rather be alone,
than to be alone with you
yeah, I'd
rather be alone
than be alone
with you
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5. |
(be with this)
01:05
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be
here or
be here
or be here
or be here
or be here
or be here
or
be with this
be with this
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
right here
right now
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6. |
We Tongues
02:25
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your Mother's tongue
your Father's tongue
your Sister's tongue
your Brother's tongue
Michael Jordan's tongue
John Lennon's tongue
Fidel Castro's tongue
Gandhi's tongue
they share the same tongue
they share the same tongue
Kanye West's tongue
Jackson Pollack's tongue
Beethoven's tongue
Hitler's tongue
they share the same tongue
they share the same tongue
Rupert Murdoch's tongue
Seth MacFarlane's tongue
Friedrich Nietzsche's tongue
Thom Yorke's tongue
George Clooney's tongue
Virginia Woolf's tongue
Clayton Rurdom's tongue
Your and My tongue
we share the same tongue
there is no tongue
there's only one thing
and that
thing
is:
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7. |
Held Hand (Lost Grip)
04:14
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I won't hold your hand
when we go for a walk
and I won't hold your hand
while we talk and I
won't hold your hand
because we see the ocean
and I won't hold your hand
just 'cause the sunset's coming 'cause
I can't like you
if I don't like me too
and I won't love you
until I love me too
and I wouldn't hold your hand
unless I'd hold mine too
unless I'd hold mine too
and I won't hold your hand
when we cut through the park
and I won't hold your hand
just 'cause it's getting dark
and I won't hold your hand
during the storm
and I won't hold your hand
just to keep you warm
'cause I can't like you
if I can't like me too
and I won't love you
if I don't love me too
and I can't kiss you
because I wouldn't kiss me too
but I'll always miss you
'cause I miss me too
yeah, I'll always miss you
because I miss me, too
trust me, I miss you
I miss me too
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