1. |
Streamfish
06:14
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2. |
Language
01:48
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3. |
Sponge
03:22
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Dotty eats nibbling cumulonimbus
so it rains down her throat.
Drops won't stop when the water in her gut
overtakes both the dikes in her eyes.
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4. |
Invite Bloom
04:38
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Bring, bring, bring
Hallmark Store
Walls rumbling
Nancy swore
Bring, bring, bring
Do not touch
Walls crumbling
Practice much
Bring, bring, bring
Español
Walls fumbling
Mi Fa Sol
Bring, bring, bring
Hallmark Store
Walls rumbling
Nancy swore
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5. |
Spineless Clouds
05:36
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6. |
Backseat
06:53
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you’ve been telling me you’re going
but you’ve yet to leave
thank your heart but follow your feet
even though you only run as far as your arms can reach
if I caught you dying in the backseat then
I should have closed my eyes
I’m sorry
you had your eyes fixed on me back on me
you carry your demise around your waist
it provides a common ground for
conversation to take place
you know you’re always safe when
you know I’m just a hoax
because I’ll look you in the face but
I’ll keep my eyes closed
don’t think you should count on
the paparazzi passing through the sky
you know why
because it only comes to life to die again
think you thought you saw some diamonds in my eyes
surprise
they were just some squares in disguise
if your eyes can’t make any tears we
can find some drugs for that
I will give my life to anyone who really needs it
please don’t take me up on that because I don’t mean it
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7. |
C.f
06:30
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when you sacrifice yourself
I steal away and consecrate and sacrifice myself
and go down to Jebidiah's house
we'll shuck some corn until the morning
laughing as we go
and go meet the man made out of wood
he needs some culture
needs some novels
needs new MP3s
please
when you sacrifice yourself
I steal away and consecrate and
sacrifice while I am wandering back
Gertie thought she was a bird and
flew to Dropsie, Abu Dhabi
met a cat who's grey and black
drawn with a single minded pen
by a lucky fellow who tripped and fell
while wondering what Chris wears
underneath his rusty brown hardcover tome
that crumbles on his fingers while his mind still rings
when you sacrifice yourself
I steal away and consecrate and
sacrifice while I am wondering back
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