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Incarnate
05:14
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You've got some light coming in
from the west, from the west now
dripping down your window panes
from the west, from the west now
Seeping into your floorboards
shadows play when you aren't looking
but i am looking
and I can see them peeping toms
these are
their places hard won
but can you blame them?
to inhale such motion
to breathe it in
Mark my words, we will move closer
All things move toward their end
You wrap your secrets around you like a sweater
cloaking your emotions in layers and layers
peel them back, fall apart
its getting dark and I feel like
we have stopped motion
the lights have gone out
Mark my words, we will move closer
All things move toward their end
We've come to a fork in the road
the path is laid out before us
Every word, every whisper, every gesture
I will cater to you
Hold me accountable
Please undo me
My feet have carved circles in these hills
I've been here before
I think that I have been here before
This is all so familiar
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2. |
Wait in the Fire
05:11
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In quiet shuffling of feet and faces
deck of cards for the masses
I watch the fine lines of your back move
I run my fingers over them
They are like
beautiful rivers
they are my pleasure
This is where I lay my head
this is where I take my rest
And when we awake there is a moon hanging over
its orbiting around us and we are its center
There is a place with no name
we built it from our blood and bones and beings
we filled it with all of our collected moments
and we left it sitting quietly in secret
and I will take my meals there
I will build a fire
this is my Graceland
this is my shelter
I created this and I can break it
but I will wait in the fire
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3. |
Build Me Up
04:20
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I feel like the walking dead
been asleep for so long
theres a clicking in the back of my head
lets my know that I'm not too far gone
I hear the whispers in the trees
the rattling of their leaves
broken branches and twisted roots
digging down to their tombs
Make up a story all about me
recreate the sense of myself
build me up out of the ground now
out of nothing, out of something
I want to be surrounded
I don't want to be found
I want to be grounded
Until I can't see anything else
Until I can't see anything else
So we dig down a little deeper
we keep scratching at the surface
Pulling apart the pieces
breath shallow, losing our balance
When once our feet were firmly planted
when once we could see our futures
we could see so clearly where we were headed
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4. |
1.5
06:33
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We were golden once
but now the jumping point is right here
It is right in front of my nose
I should have seen it coming all along
I can't hold this place up
I can't take care of my self
I knew you'd see
right through me
I'd forgotten all I've said I've done
and did away with it
Its over, she's spoken
and all of the splinters
pieces she bit from her tongue
the shards have fractured off
A morsel, delicious
My baby, for dinner
She's just a dream forgotten
the crumbs are shaken away
She won't stay
The words have been hanging from my tongue
Their little points dig into the muscle
I fling them out of my mouth
I've known for months and months
I've sat on the knowledge
I tried to swallow them up, gone
I knew you'd see
right through me
I'd forgotten all I've said I've done
and did away with it
I'm trying to soften all of the edges
but I'm lying to myself
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5. |
Alternating Current
08:24
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I was considering the sentiment
my lips upon the earth
kissing the dirt
digging, digging into it
You catch me stirring
with wide eyes and whimpering
slow down and muddle
my movements, my thoughts
I've become stunted
a glimmer, a glance
hold me above the water
And I was considering the sentiment
of a bird through window flown
broken glass shattered
and little particles were sent forth
out into the world
their feathers to drift
into thickets and flowers
and pressed between the pages
I'm the wiggling worm
caught in beak
snatched up and swallowed whole
You care
you caress
you dream me into
the beautiful-est
You make me feel
alternating
like I'm veering between
two extremes
And I was considering the sentiment
of a house gone down in flames
licking their lips
and reaching for ceiling beams
suffocated and gasping for breath
lying still and motionless
tumbling down, and down, and down
I'm lost
no lucidity
bring me back, please
I was considering the sentiment
my lips upon the earth
kissing the dirt
digging, digging into it
Alternating uplift me
Dash me
Repeat
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Kittiwake
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