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Stuck in the Static
01:47
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I catch the specter at the end of the spectrum
I buy the story just as long as it takes
I dial in and twist the tip of the vector
I pull in tight until the silence breaks
I sync my sense
I sink, too dense
I tune, in time
Attuned, in line
But I'm built like an addict
Guilt like I'm Catholic
Up in the attic
Stuck in the static
I catch the fringes on coronal highs
I block my vision and eclipse these roles
I sneak a peek at any soul on the rise
I flatten any peaking souls
I sync my sense
I sink, too dense
I tune, in time
Attuned, in line
But I'm built like an addict
Guilt like I'm Catholic
Up in the attic
Stuck in the static
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2. |
Up from the Woodwork
03:14
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I wanted you
I wanted to
But I just-
I wanna do
But not with you
Can I trust-
The lime in this
The line I missed
Where have I-
The time insists
The spinning kiss
What have I-
Up from the woodwork
I heard a voice
The air was quick around us
We made a choice
I want you
I want to
But wait, I
Just wanna move
Just wanna prove
Close this eye
The skin I touch
A little much
Hey, let’s just-
Can’t even judge
Can’t even budge
Hey, that’s us!
Up from the Mineshaft
We felt the noise
The air did buzz around us
We made a choice
I rustle, Hey!
It’s been a day
I’ve got to...
I then evade
I tesselate
All unglue
We played with stones
Deep in your home
I was too-
We played with stones
Deep in my bones
I want to
Up from the woodwork
We heard a voice
The air was clean within us
The air did buzz to spin us
The air now chills between us
We made a choice
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3. |
Leave it Alone
02:19
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I don't wanna open my eyes in the morning
I know what everybody's seen
I don't wanna open my mouth without warning
Deep down, I'm feeling so unclean
And I know, in my home, on my own, I'm alone
I'm unknown, I'm the only soul
But I know if I ask for the truth of my past,
They will tell me just to leave it alone
"Just leave it alone"
I don't wanna see myself in the mirror
Don't wanna show my face downtown
It's a pain, it's a shame to be named that much clearer
To be alive all your way down
And I know in my soul, I can hold some control
If I don't start to rumble and moan
But I know there's a chance, in the depth of the dance,
I'll forget to just leave it alone
To leave it alone
And I know if you go, I will hold to my bones
I will know how to go on my own
But I know if you go, I'll walk alone
Among these stones
If you leave me alone
Just leave it alone...
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4. |
Itch
03:09
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I had the cover of a lover
But I was hunger's younger brother
And I was not too young to uncover
A hole in my heart
You had your perfect execution
I was a welcome intrusion
And we had found a perfect solution:
Matching parts
Just like, "Hey you! Come over.
Where have you been?
Come get this itch
Right out my skin!"
We've gotten so intense
But now I'm sitting on the fence
I find I think of you in past-tense
What's my deal?
Well, it's a double-kick
You're feeling double-sick
I guess I'm just a double-dick
And that's for real
Well, you can fix me with a stitch
And you can hold me with a pin
But I'm gonna itch
Right out my skin
I don't know how to rest
Well, I can try my best
But there's this vacuum in my chest
I can't dig out
I want to uncover this hole
But it's beyond control
I fear I might be getting too old
Might die from doubt
Just wanna be like,
"Hey you! Come over.
Where have you been?
But I'm gonna itch
Right out my skin.
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5. |
Down and Out
02:34
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If I were half the man that I meant when I met you
Half the man of ten years ago
I'd be twice as sure of what I meant when I told you
"You don't know"
If you lived half the years that you wear on your eyelids,
Carried deep in those bags so low
You'd be twice as sure to respond when commanded,
"You don't know how to
Keep it alive with the lot that you're given
Keep it tight 'gainst the undertow
Forget the fight that you claimed to've forgiven
Take the high road, and I'll
Bow down, bow out
If we held half the hope we ignored to begin with
We'd have to try again, twice as slow
To regard the notion and guard against this:
"You don't know how to
Keep it alive with the lot that you're given
Keep it tight 'gainst the undertow
Forget the fight that you claimed to've forgiven
Take the high road, and I'll
Bow down, bow out
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6. |
In Our Heads
01:46
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I was a man in the land where you stand
In your hand is the sand of the damned useless plans
In our heads, we pretended the years would go by
But instead, we descended and forgot to happen to die
I held the cards, fought so hard to maintain
Regarded the scars as a mark of restraint
In our heads, we pretended the years would go by
But instead, we descended and forgot to happen to die
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7. |
Days and Days
02:05
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It's been about two weeks since we held a conversation
Been about one more since we saw eye-to-eye
It's been about five days since we shared a location
But in your case, that counts for about half a lifetime
You were about half an hour off when they all asked after
You were about all that mattered when we opened the door
I'd hung about in the hopes I had happened to master
Thoughts about you I knew hadn't happened to matter for
Days and days and days and days...
Now for about fifteen minutes I was wholly vivacious
Then about half an hour in, I could tell it was over
With about three drinks, I was wholly loquacious
You inquired about the last time you'd seen me sober
It's been
Days and days and days and days...
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Up in the hallowed halls
Deep in resounding tombs
Beating through the walls
And into the gloom
Caught in foundations
Foundered in sweeping swoons
In rich incantations
Can you feel it resume?
Open the threshold to rusting signs
Close your eyes, it's the end of the line
Stuck in the past disguises
Stretching out beyond tense
Reviewing old surprises
Renewing dulling sense
Still in the stories
Falling at terminal speed
Valleys before me
Descend into rotting weeds
Widened horizons all look dark to the blind
So close your eyes, it's the end of the line
Hold your position
Take no more space
This rough intuition
Keeping ground from face
The abyss all below
No ascent into blue
All descent as we go
All is old that was new
Enclose the void, rot to the spine
Close your eyes, it's the end of the line
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9. |
Grab-Bag
02:14
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I’m still waiting for the station to change
Twist, turn, twiddle til I turn up insane
I only pick up garbage, but I guess I can’t complain
It’s a grab-bag
She’s still waiting for the chapter to end
Lust and lazy luck’ll likely lose us again
She wants to be a character and not just a friend
But it’s a grab-bag
Go on and reach inside
No guess what you might find
Is it just an abyss, or are you just blind?
It’s a grab-bag!
We’re just eyes in the face of the storm
Wishy-washy waiting just a way to keep warm
We’ve all considered dying just to piss off the born
‘Cause it’s a grab-bag
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10. |
This House
02:26
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Big fish
Tiny cave
Big wish: summer slave
This house
No locks
Big fish, big talk
But why would you go anywhere?
Why would you stop anywhere?
Big mouse
Little nook
Drowned out, don't look
But this house
Big gaps
Big mouse, big trap
But why would you go anywhere?
Why would you stop?
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11. |
Taking My Turn
03:43
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Funny, you call
My fault, seduced
My use: abstract
Just come back, honey
Mm, thanks, you croon
But this moon shall wane
What, refrain? hold still?
For a fill-in-the-blank?
Y'know, it's not my first attempt, so you might think I would learn
She said "It's sad if you consider it," but that's no concern
I guess I'd mind if the time were mine
But I'm just taking my turn
Your needs fulfilled
Thy will been done
"It's been fun and so
Just go home, plz"
But this time you're caught
Stretched taut, no outs
My doubts give way
So hey, take my dime
Y'know, it's not my first attempt, so you might think I would learn
She said "It's sad if you consider it," but that's no concern
I guess I'd mind if the time were mine
But I'm just taking my turn
Bridge:
It's a natural fact
You can't retrace
You can't retract from love-at-first-sight
When even obvious tricks
And open plays
Won't hide the sticks that keep you upright
Y'know, it's not my first attempt so you might think I would learn
She said "It's sad if you consider it," but that's no concern
You know, it's not my first attempt so you might think I would learn
She says "It's sad that you're so cross when there are bridges to burn."
I guess I'd mind if the time were mine
But I'm just taking my turn
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12. |
Captive
01:59
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You needed someone to wear
Your perfect accessory
You needed some heart in hold to feel possessive
I could've gone anywhere
Been anyone that I pleased
But I guess I'll do what I'm told; ain't that progressive?
Let you take me captive
They punched my hand at the door
They led me into the dark
They squeezed me through the melange, just like they knew me
I swore I'd been there before
I'd seen the Hard Candy Hearts
I held myself nonchalant, let it straight through me
Let'm take me captive
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13. |
No Expectations
01:19
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The casanova, the hippy shake
The little devil that we all must make
From the Egyptians down to the moss
We desiccating, we feel no loss
If you shock the sun, expect no patience
The light that sees keeps no expectations
Like the best you ever had
The best you'll ever get
The best I ever had?
What do you expect?
Sweet thrifty gypsy! Coldstone and rye!
My lifting gently at some ozone fire
Entwine entirely to feed within
Just keep dividing under straining skin
If you shock the sun, expect no patience
The light that sees keeps no expectations
Like the best you ever had
The best you'll ever get
The best I ever had?
What do you expect?
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14. |
Face Up!
05:11
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I saw a sad coyote at the intersection
It was a black-ice red-light orange zone
I saw the green-light shimmer sour his complexion
It was the white lines that told him Go Home.
I saw a young jackrabbit in the new division
It was an old-bone, tapped-out concrete kind of dry
I saw him duck down a hole, take a family for a mission
Where the grass grows brown and the trees can only sigh
If I should stir from this sleep to a moon that's sad and broken
I'll take the knife face-up, eyes open
I saw the brave grow afraid when he woke to his new illusion
It was a sharp-tipped grip that he kept to keep his bones
I saw him fall in the brawl, in the dark confusion
It was the packed-black facts that tracked back home
I saw him wake wake wake in a hospital bandage
I saw him wake back into a rough possession
I saw the last time he woke to a broke appendage
It was a snap-fast gasp at his regression
He holds tight tight tight tight to what he knows
Now it's time time time time to let it go
I saw the rabbit strapped to the solid slab
Saw the coyote grin at the feast before'm
It wasn't hunger, no, it wasn't quite that drab
It was a sacrifice with a little bit of decorum
If I should stir from this sleep to a moon that's sad and broken
I'll take the knife face-up, eyes open
He holds tight tight tight tight to what he knows
Now it's time time time time to let it go
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The Founders Indianapolis, Indiana
Albert the Owlbear
2007-2012
2018-2020
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