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Hallowed (early version)
01:52
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Hello, it is me again.
If I promise not to kill for you will you shut up and just listen.
I swear, you are the only thing I see.
You are haunting me when you're not around
Our sleeping spot is safely sound
I miss the beach and our holy spot
I miss you a whole lot.
My friends are all just easy kills
And the shower seems like an evil place
The uncertain ground that supports my frame
Crumbles under thunderous weight
You and I in the still of my quarters
Dancing to old tunes
My shattered jaw with the metal plates lays in pieces around the room
The world that we murdered lays slain outside piled against the wall
As I cook and you hang up christmas lights
You are the greatest gift of all
The broken toy that I used to be pets your spirit so affectionately
I'm glad to see you, sad when you're gone, I hate that life never lets you stay long.
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A moeba
01:35
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What do you say?
If you manage to figure it out, tell me how else to draw the lines.
Promise me now that your fingers will never be limp.
My mouth couldn't take it if your lips had to fake it.
Give me your word, when the sun is behind the clouds, your smile will stay despite all the rain.
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Yes I know that you are far away.
Every night we have got plenty to say.
In my sleep I die while in my dreams.
And hold your hand for the blink of an eye.
I know I could search the whole world through,
I know I will find another you.
I know that the blood I spilled in ritual,
just another way to lose, gain, lose.
I won't die alone just because you died before we planned on going home.
I have plans to realize,
I have motions left to break,
I have hunger pangs to feed
and you're nothing without me.
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To the coast
02:12
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Your sparkling eyes
your smile pulled wide
your nose pressed to mine as we are standing, frozen in time.
You're biting on your bottom lip
and I sleep on a bed of old scars.
I am missing you wherever you are
I will follow you wherever you are.
I'm stomping puddles while we walk home
the ghost of your frame still haunts my thoughts.
Every move we make is steeped in time,
our palms stuck together while our fingers intertwine.
I'm with you tonight.
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5. |
Glass Bottom Boat
02:30
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Lights, are falling down.
You are underneath my cloud.
Even though a roadmap separates us, Jesus himself could not negate us now.
Between the cars and homes roads and children swinging from the trees.
I've been a lot of places and I've seen a lot of things.
I remember seeing you once before, a skinny pretty figure up against my skull.
I know I'm being irrational but you make me feel so human now.
Come to understand this terrible hatred for planes. They take me to see you and they take me away again.
Grown to understand this bitter spite for the roads. The same one that leads me to you, leads me back home.
Wish there was water between us now instead of the land.
I would swim across it just to hold you by the hand.
We could have a glass floored motor boat, and see what other boaters won't.
Making moves to hold you close and manifest the seeds that we have sewn.
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Cross your fingers pray for death.
Nothing's fair in this world.
I want to run away with you.
Run away.
Those promises that you made to me,
I know you would never lie.
They must be excited about us, trust me so am I.
Night time is rushing upon us now and though it may never leave
I'm not scared of it.
See you on the other side next to me.
Dead voices I do not see them anymore.
You traced your fingers all along the map.
If you call that living, I don't understand.
You're alone, I'm a ghost, You're hardly human.
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7. |
Sunsheets
01:16
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8. |
Remember the Silence?
03:04
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Remember the silence that never felt hollow?
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9. |
Oriental Love
02:08
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