1. |
Structure
03:18
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the rising bile is a country to itself
so lucky to have a place to stay
I was despondent, lost in the wild hunt
crawl down my throat like advanced age
rise
like your eyes when it's dusk all day
rise
at the edge of everything
storm drain stands high in the ancient world
on a leaf bed, blue-light screen shines down
enthusiastic, lost in the wild hunt
crawl down my throat without a sound
something's making all the color drain
late-stage commercial real estate
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2. |
Motion Figure
02:33
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breathe out
he tries to get away
it's just a way
to see
draw in
now leave the lights on
now put the legs on
now try to see
I see him there by the glass
arms out in a dance
he twists there in the air
and he looks like I do
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3. |
Yard
03:40
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fifty yards across the backyard
leaves hiss in the quiet, quiet dusk
I read something about a black backdrop
four years new, but it's here inside me too
watch my little legs go
how fast can they go?
how long until thrill turns over and burns the nascent mind?
outside the leaves still hiss
I don't feel afraid anymore
but my body still shakes
as fast as little legs go
how fast can you go?
outside the leaves still hiss
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4. |
Black Roof Pt. 1
01:44
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5. |
Black Roof Pt. 2
02:53
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stairs show their teeth
and only I can see
thoughts change
the air turns around
there's a dim lit furniture weekday
on the furniture, close held saturday
dumb door in the ceiling
only I can see
jump for it and break a leg
there's a hole in the door
no one can tell me about
we keep the hole
as a gesture to the other time
it's a childhood loop
nothing better than this
all my heart is trapped inside interior space
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6. |
Static Signal
03:24
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information
I feel it in my hand
a static signal
is clear in the end
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7. |
Floor Camp
06:23
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low to the floor
sleeping in clothes
do you feel afraid
when you're ready to go?
and the wind turns around
on emergency nights?
I'm gone, gone back
from the carpet
the ceiling is higher
story from nothing
headlight window fire
eight feet up, something sways
under the moon
decrepit door, interior room
sleeping guard in the family tomb
the wind turns around on emergency nights
I'm gone, gone back
low to the floor
sleeping in clothes
do you feel ashamed?
ashamed when you're ready to go?
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