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Opener
01:59
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opener starts in the car, with the road, unfurling
palm of your hand, burns a hole, other hand holds a magnifying
glass
don’t you dare turn it on yourself
again
beautiful to behold
but your power is being drained
I know seeing me like that
gives you some kind of hope
i know seeing me like that
gives you some reason to go on
in time
because I’m on the road again
I don’t wanna lose you again
but every time I see you get convinced
of the beginning of the end
opener starts in the car, with the road, unfurling
palm of your hand, burns a hole
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2. |
Kathy
02:03
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Kathy will you come
up the stairs?
i know it’s really hard on you
but Kathy i swear
this will be the last time that
you’ll really ever have to
you can stay in bed
and in your head
you’ll meet the end the way you wanted
Kathy do you see, see yourself in me?
the way it’s always been
coins of sunlight
falling through
silver maples
my heart marooned,
my course unable
to follow you
i’ll never find my way back
Kathy are you there?
singing that
lost melody I can’t get back?
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i've got nothing to go on
i’m all guesses from now on
landscapes
bear more meaning to me
than people these days
coming back for something sweet
returning another piece
“i’ll never let go of anything”
you said,
“i’ll never let go of anything”
“pick you up
in a few”
you said
“what’s the most dangerous thing we can do?”
“i'll give it all i've got,
but there's nothing that keeps its promise"
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4. |
Shorthand
03:53
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pain take it back
i couldn’t be
a full person
til I saw in you
what I wanted in me
now I can begin to see
and if we aren’t made of memory
we are made of nothing
just another look
two seconds more
what would it hurt? i’m gone
words write them in
to fill where the pain has been
bridge the distance
between
you & me
what is faith if not everything?
and if we aren’t made of memory
we are made of nothing
just another look
two seconds more
what would it hurt? i’m gone
i couldn’t be just what you want
i couldn’t i couldn’t
i couldn’t trust myself enough
i couldn’t i couldn’t
i couldn’t see it for what it was
i couldn’t i couldn’t
stand for what i was
kneel for what i’d become
i couldn’t i couldn’t
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(instrumental)
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6. |
Aloft
01:55
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was anyone?
i’d have taken anyone
i’ve forsaken everyone
i’m going on a trip
the crossroads of which
are cross-hairs for an older self, one that didn’t need the help
one that didn’t see himself, the original that missed itself
paid into it a thousand times
never got anything back
and not that it’s owed me
but I’ve got nothing to show for it
i'll be back some year
i'll have added some years
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7. |
Long Drives
02:37
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taking long drives
problems still
it’s hard to mend
harder to be seen than to pretend
getting back up
problems still
it's hard to bend
just repeat the cycle til you’re dead
spending short days
thinking back
where it once began
hardly an excuse for keeping tabs
want to reach you
but you’re still
unreachable
what I wouldn’t give to share your sin
and when I’m standing in the mirror
i want things to be clearer
but then do i really want to toil
toward the new and the unknowable?
taking long drives
problems still
it’s all I have
partly cause i’d love you to the death
making all signs
for the thrill
that’s hard to get
picking up the pieces where we’ve left
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8. |
A Coin In Nine Hands
03:31
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a coin in nine hands
through lives,
passing
like love on course for ten
four pairs of hands
and one left empty, startled
there is the last:
on the table, in the corner, raised high against
fear
without the talisman
made stronger with every hand that holds it
one of us stays
the other is displaced
my love in your hands
through knives
passing
we’re running out of time
the lengths we would go to
just to prove ourselves again
in ten
“nothing will hurt you, i’m trying to telling you
you will not listen to me,
why do you feel hunted? where is the trust? where did it go?
do you not feel it? do you not want to know?"
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9. |
Two
02:22
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you & me
you & me
histories
speaking backwards
thinking that because we have foresight,
we have answers
thinking that if we know it’s coming
it can’t hurt
you & me
you & me
mysteries creaking,
hours stealing us away, but never again
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