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We Drink Tonight
05:52
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Sun on the rise.
Sun in the mud.
Mud in your eyes.
Blood on the moon.
We drink tonight.
The lung is a tree.
Gasping for wind.
Walking your atoms.
Out on a limb.
We drink tonight.
Gravity printed.
Way in the back.
Stone on the iron,
and bottomless cloud.
We drink tonight.
Circle the bull.
Knuckles and all.
Bottoms arise,
and bottoms will fall.
We drink tonight.
Safe from harm,
Less to you,
Feel the sting,
All the same,
Want to be for live sicks
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2. |
Another Bump
06:29
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Another bump in the night. Another line for the wait. They got me cutting out weeks. They got me packaging days.
And I can feel the dawn, coming on like a cold. Snaking in through the blinds, piling up on the floor.
I get a minute of heat, for every hour I burn. With a scratch in my throat is another check in the mail.
With a blistering sun, punching holes in the sky. When the night is so sweet, when the sweet is so......
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3. |
No Matter
03:47
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Did you forget about the flame? Did you forget about the fire? And what about the sun? Coming through the door? And what about the big bang? Where the dust was ripped apart. When we were spread across the sky. Until we woke up right here. With all the stars and the sweat. Coming through the door. Burning down the walls. No matter where you are. Burning down the walls. No matter where you are.
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4. |
One Thing Unbroken
05:41
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5. |
Mottled Center
07:17
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Take off your clothes
You're getting close
Take off your skin
Let me back in
Save me some heat
When you take off your meat
When you remove your bones
I'm coming home...
We bleed the night long
Because leaves they blow away
Bleed if you need to...
You come like smoke
Dancing on waves
Peeling back shadows
With mottled center
We are the ghosts
Tortured by matter
We long to dissolve
And take it all off
We bleed the night long
When leaves they blow away...
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6. |
Little Snakes
09:09
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My my with a scorpion eye
Hey hey where the vultures play
Long gone, day of the swan
So slow is the arc in the bow
Oh, but there's a worm
Slipping in
Oh, just a tiny worm
Laying it's eggs
In my dreams
Ain't no lion tonight
Ain't no wolf in my clothes
Ain't no bear on my arm
Ain't no snake in the grass
Oh, but there's a worm
In the earth
Oh, just a tiny worm
Making it's way...
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7. |
Cheap Steel
05:31
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She comes with the moon, she's gone with the dawn.
Through the crack she seeps, through the skin that you call home.
Through the rags that decorate your prayers, through the fractures in your skull. Through the hole that burns you through.
She's in the comfort of your sweets, she's in the rainbows in the oil.
While you're looking at your shoes.
With a wind that leaves you naked, in the middle of the night.
As the water slowly rises, as it takes your property.
She's in the splinters in your lumber, she's in the bubble in your cheap steel.
She's in the stones that keep on rolling, She's in the bullets that you could not find.
While your back was turned.
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8. |
On Decay
05:22
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Tangle in the fuzz.
Buzzard on the moon.
Sugar is your Daddy.
Mama's in the spoon.
Rubber on the rooster.
Muffles every crow.
Honey comes with stitches.
Pages turn to dough.
On decay
Flowers in the morning,
Profile on the screen,
Pictures pass the tundra,
Sweaters on the trees.
Everywhere the moment,
Every time the place,
Fractures in the sidewalk,
Wilderness remains,
On decay
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9. |
Between Strangers
05:03
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In between the folds in the laundry. Somewhere on the back of a hand. Given to the throws of a tantrum. I had to learn, to let go...
The flies around the carrion, the buzz, the heed, and the burial. The holes, the dirt, the soil, the earth, the worms, the fleas behind the sleeves. With a hand that shakes, the eyes that fake, the deal that breaks, the heart that burns to share the heat behind the matter....unchained.
For when the bugs we haul infest the calls we make to chew the blues away, to remember to dismember any weapon with your ember, and breathe, and let go....
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10. |
Mackerel Sky
03:44
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Drowning in your love waves.
Neck deep in your blue sea.
Tangled in your fish net,
The pile you left on the floor.
I caught myself,
Next to you.
Come on baby let's raise the roof and get wild.
Come on baby let's dance, come on baby let's dance.
Come on baby let's do this right.
Tattooed on my forehead,
Sometimes it get so hard.
Picking up the pieces,
When they're all over the yard.
Winter's always on it's way,
But it's warm in here with you.
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