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History Heaves a Sigh
02:04
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There's a ghost in the sun
In the shadow of a gun
With a wish on the whispering gale
When the night takes hold
The dream turns cold
And the pull of bad memory fails
The song of the south
Turns to dust in your mouth
History heaves a sigh
The threat of a knife
Cuts the thread of a life
That's been leaving
By and by
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2. |
Chaos in the Color Wheel
02:42
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(I'll love you forever)
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3. |
Forensics & Flowers
02:45
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Feels like touching skin
Gone grey and slack
Feels like a lapse
Feels like a lack
Like torching evidence
Like severance,
No traces
Brief cases to cold ones
Your good graces for gold
One silent word
Whispered and unheard
Brief lights to sustained ones
Forensics and flowers
Mobile homes
The fading light
The price,
The cost
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4. |
Futures
04:14
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The third room smells of
Discarded armor
And minute changes in atmosphere
The walls are lined with
Signs to ward off
Future lovers
Who are nowhere near
The walls are furnished with
Warnings and signs
To stave off ghosts
To draw aside old models
And save them
From futures in love
Down in the basement
The water's rising
It pours into our house today
To turn our shelter into a shadow
And we burn, and we burn, and we burn
But it won't go away
We climb to the rooftops
With nothing to hold
Gasping and grasping,
Empty-handed and cold
And wait there
To be spared
From futures in love
To die on the shoreline
Of futures in love
To carve out a canyon
From futures in love
(With the past
It's gone at last)
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5. |
Fireflies
01:46
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They marveled at fields
Set on pale yellow fire
By millions of wants,
By a mass of desire
Flashing on and off
They slept under skies
Kept alive by a hint
Of something that once shined,
By a dull, ancient tint
Fading slow
This is the price I can't pay
This is the cost of all that we've lost,
Of the things we say
How many nights
Does it take to screw in
The dimmest of lights?
Just enough to begin to do right
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6. |
Dark Days
02:10
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This time,
Fire catches
Me before
I catch it
Inside empty bottles:
These are the bodies
Of my friends.
Dark days are here
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7. |
Family Freud
00:20
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secret south Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
near-silences and secrets between trees.
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