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Empty Plots
04:50
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At the bottom of the ocean
Hum your last prayer
You’ll never surface
You’ll never taste the air
The things I’ve promised
All of this will end
At the bottom of the ocean
The last thing you’ll see
Bouquets of yellow
Chrysanthemums set free
"Until you realize
It’s only in your
Head", yeah
(Only in your)
Head, yeah
It started with a motion
A sleight of the hand
But then you ended up a freezing
Body in the sand
The tide was way out
The sea was painted every shade of red
Red, yeah
(Every shade of)
Red, yeah
They’ll dredge an empty shore
They’ll say they always knew
But a current dragged me down
And never let go
It's only in your
Head, yeah
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2. |
Mirage
05:00
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Blinding light swallows me
As I inhale
Count my breaths, hold my tongue
They’ll soon be on to us
Cursed to live in reverse
On an endless spiral, but
In this moment, I am nothing
In this moment, I am free
The shoreline sings a solemn hymn
The sky & the sea melt together
Tidal waves flow within
But I couldn’t see beyond my hands
We are poems burnt in stone
Only known from embers
We are poems left in stone
Holy ghosts in amber
Haven’t you heard? There’s smoke in your eyes
The fog is a blank canvas
My mind is a painter’s brush
Light curls around my fingers
And blends in a manic rush
If I am the first to answer (I wanted nothing else)
Then I am the last to know (Knocked off my axis)
That maybe we’re all frightened (I wanted nothing else)
By what survives the afterglow: (Knocked off my axis)
Could it be that I am nothing?
Could it be that I am free?
The shoreline sings a solemn hymn
The sky & the sea melt together
Tidal waves flow within
But I couldn’t see beyond my hands
All alone, we are bones
Poorly posed in amber
All alone, broken bones
Poorly sewn together, now
This body is
A crowded tomb
Claw marks are remnants of who I am
Let me out
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3. |
Jamais Vu
05:35
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Footsteps have fallen
The moon’s face is wavering on the ground
A tide is coming in
A pale crowd holds a new end
Like lovers in foreign lore
Left hoping we’re washed ashore
Haven’t we met before?
Look at me once more
With all the passionate poison and empty promise
That holds the cure & busts down the door to your apartment
Footsteps have fallen
Our last words are whispers laced with wine
The walls are closing in
The sunrise holds a new start
Like lovers, we now ignore
The welcomes we once outwore
Haven’t we met before?
Look at me once more
With all the passionate poison and empty promise
That holds the cure & busts down the door to your apartment
Where we collapse onto sheets
Trails of cotton eddies lie beyond our reach
The bedframe a black hole
Hollowing my soul
Leaving what we know
Swallowed in the sum of our desire
And by morning, I’ll sift the ashtray for you
Til much later, morning’s tide will wash away the dust of you
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4. |
Call Of The Void
04:35
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I carved a face into the moon
Like a bad bruise
A loudness colored in the room
With a cold hue, so I
Fell asleep in the rain on the cobblestone
To awake in the dirt with rusted bones
And a silhouette
Asking questions like
“How do you bend math for a simple touch?
Do you love God when you’re down on luck?
When you only doubt?”
Cause I’ve seen liars share the same covers
And by morning, call themselves lovers
But who do you call home?
Who do you call home?
I know I’m alone when I hear my keys echo through my body
I drift off and on until I dissolve, until atoms leave me
Stranded, under city lights, where shadows tower over us
It turns out it’s lonely looking down from high above
I’m looking down from high above you
Falling backwards off a canyon cliff
Who knows how far the bottom is
Will it be a gift?
Will I hit?
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