1. |
bodysurfing
03:46
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salted stone sinking slow overthrown undertowed
slid upstream silently no retreat through the crease
overtaken waiting for a wave
out alone with nothing else to save me
it's been a year since we last spoke
and i'm still here losing hope
and if i go before you wanted
would you cut the rope leave me haunted
told myself it's time to make a change
but i just wanted everything the same
just a kid unfurling
out adrift bodysurfing
another time we still don't talk
you let it rain
you washed me off
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2. |
monochrome
03:11
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it snowed last night back in ohio
i'm in la and warm but it's so fucking dry though
you're in my head
monochromatic
i tried to make it fade but got it stuck in static
couldn't find a shade to paint it over
when everything i said felt like a lie
i was scared to let you cut me open
cuz you're not gonna like what you find
it's halloween
we're in your kitchen
talking shit about our friends and eating chicken
you went upstairs
i stole outside
i know it's late but i could drink some more tonight
you moved away
off to ann arbor
and i'm a bum living at home and getting farther
from all my friends
they're sliding slowly
i woke up dead inside my bed and didn't notice
i wish i was drunk enough to call you
cuz i've run out of things to sing about
i've been trying to draw you with my eyes closed
and you're not gonna like how it turned out
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3. |
tucker
02:48
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blurring out in grey behind a cataract
left alone sympathy goes
dull in haze but pressing like a wooden slat
just as far for nothing at all
i can't explain it
or make it go away
it's dissipating
we're clinging as it fades
if you spoke you'd be such a different kind
stay awake, stay for a while
tenderly you tread up on your better legs
make it out, go on
i can't explain it
or make it go away
it's dissipating
we're clinging as it fades
tuckerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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4. |
clay so caked
03:20
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unfocused stills of broken teeth
floating around i'm losing sleep
i wore your forms out on my sleeve
still looking for easy release
aAa
light razored in your windowed room
pushing the smoke like summer gloom
i swallowed all your old perfume
trying so hard to burst in bloom
aAa
does it feel strange?
clay so caked
you traced a circle on my arm
i bent it back and broke it off
never around for very long
i'm moving still not moving on
aAa
does it feel strange?
clay so caked
don't you want to find out how to break the cycle?
don't you want to let go? throw away the photos?
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5. |
trundle bed
03:10
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tiny in the darkness where we couldn't see the moon
staring at the ceiling of your furnished rented room
wondering like thrusts at the plaster over head
imagining the atlas from a wooden trundle bed
though i struggle to remember how the growing pains clutched tight
i think about you often but it's so often late at night
and someday i'd like to ask if all this distance feels all right
but we don't talk much and when we do we always fight
is it quiet where you are?
are you finding peace of mind?
i'm assembling the pieces biting fingers biding time
do you know how it feels?
want you to know how it feels
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6. |
panorama
02:09
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it's so far and so late and so shallow and okay
when it's warm enough to drive with all the windows down
but there's nothing else here keeping me around
and so i follow in hollow feet
for vacant promises and ragged sleep
cuz i'm the one who never seems to know
that panorama hangs but you can't go
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7. |
urgent care
02:16
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the road gets plowed
trudging through the frozen clover
i feel better now
still i'm always going over
my phone goes off
got rejected from a new job
in the parking lot
coming up with different problems
you were whom i'd hoped to see
sitting in your favorite chair
the third time this week
that we've both been here at urgent care
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8. |
segment
03:42
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i was six years old last night playing basketball outside
i don't know how i came to cry i dotted off a single line
and now i'm sleeping on this plane trying to stay so entertained
i fogged my hands against the pane like sliver ghosts i don't sustain
i'm wasting time but it's okay
i'm mostly fine i'm not in pain
probably not dying today
i call my congressman too much and ask her please don't fuck this up
cuz i'm so scared of all this stuff and we're not doing good enough
i slept for days without a question but i'm not leaving 'till the end of my segment
still wasting time learning to play
still on my mind won't go away
probably not dying today
the odds are against it, maybe
learn to accept that i'm not an exception
i'm not holding breath for a real resurrection
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9. |
awash
03:01
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i'm awash
clothed in curtain
peeling off
so uncertain
talking loud
barely breathing
move around
split the season
~~~~~~~~
carving out
through the gap
better now
but there's no going back
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10. |
on my back
01:23
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on my back frozen air inside unrehearsed careful latticed lines all the crickets bleed incongruent turns sliding underneath condescend concern
tie it all together in a seamless stroke and fade away
melt into the snow
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Runnner Los Angeles, California
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