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Unbecoming
02:48
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It held my soul up to a candle
It burned for half as long and bright
The questions asked of circumstance are known
Even though it’s a hole unbecoming of light
I’m replaying all the grievances
Past and present I perceive
All the tender time and asinine beliefs that I receive without latency
Through the doorway of forgiveness
I’m watching all my loved ones leave
In the disarray, I sit and stay and wait for searching doors to close on me
Is this the semblance of denial
Of the distance and the lore
I take it back, and reenact acceptance of the years I’m walking towards
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Withhold (Three Seasons)
04:35
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Hand me down a hereditary house;
That’s made with instability and built upon the doubt
Of a mother and father, lighting gas into the lungs
Burning out the furnace of their last born son
They hid their courage in the panic rooms
I’m locking every door I’m walking through
And I’m scared and unprepared to leave behind the signs of what was never there
And I laid you on the floor
Gave you more of the reasons to conjure and withhold a single soul for three seasons
Kissing on the ceiling
Here’s the meaning of the floral designs on the wall of my mind
The wall of my mind
We held it up to the candle of our love
And the fever dreams between us that we placed ourselves above
It’s burning twice as bright as you and I
And in the darkest rooms it starts to shine
Apropos of what I know
I’m unlocking doors within the candleglow
And I laid you on the floor
Gave you more of the reasons to conjure and withhold a single soul for three seasons
Kissing on the ceiling
Here’s the meaning of the floral designs on the wall of my mind
The wall of my mind
And I laid you on the floor
Gave you more of the reasons to conjure and withhold a single soul for three seasons
Kissing on the ceiling
Here’s the meaning of the floral designs on the wall of my mind
The wall of my mind
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3. |
Little Bird
03:36
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Rehearsing all the hearsing routes,
Prepared for the worst though it’s happened now
Didn’t know how to say
That your mass exodus just looked like exudate
Didn’t really need to hear your voice,
I just need to know that you’re okay
Pledge allegiance to your favorite songs in the hopes that you’re still singing along
We wear our black and white suits,
We look like magpies mourning in the afternoon
Pulling teeth from the pulpit,
Extracting your wisdom, I just didn’t know it
Laid you down in the garden,
Dug a hole in your sternum to sleep where your heart is
Didn’t really need to hear your voice,
I just need to know that you’re okay
Pledge allegiance to your favorite songs in the hopes that you’re still singing along
You’re still singing along
(And I sit here alone, and far from you. And it is night, and I am reflecting on everything, all around me, and I am thinking of you)
I heard a little bird in your neck of the woods
I saw a cardinal giving back to this Earth
I heard a little bird in your neck of the woods
I saw a cardinal giving back to this Earth
We talk about the afterlife like we were there last night
(In your neck of the woods)
Anxiety still holds us to its knife
(Giving back to this earth)
I heard a little bird in your neck of the woods
I saw a cardinal giving back to this Earth
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4. |
Nothingness
04:16
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And I heard you say that nothing good ever wants to go your way
So you take back the suicide pact and ink it on your skin
You never really knew how much you meant
And you heard me say that you never really learned what you left that day
Holding back on panic attacks, and leaving out your name
Ensuring all obituaries blank
Oh the swell of the Earth
Opened its mouth and swallowed you first
With skin on your bones, you're coming home
Your bike's out on the lawn
Passed out on the porch by early dawn
All the frays in the quilt
Unraveled all the ends of our sleepless guilt
Of all our friends that played pretend, you always laughed the most
One of many signs I should've known
You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows
You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows
Now you're laying waste to all the different ways that you've shown your grace
From trick or treats to small defeats
We felt your loss the most
Blanket shells without your inner ghost
And the cold kept you still, while you let your snowfall memories write out your will
Like blinking lights on Christmas night, your neurons LED the screen
Your nothingness meant everything to me
Now on New Years Eve, as lovers kiss each other as they count down from three
You would tesselate at the backyard gate, your soul is going - gone
We lost you long before you had moved on
Then you jumped from the edge of a different impermanence by the water's ledge
Your lungs filled with your family's love
We're drowning by the pier, in the ocean of your mother's tears
You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows
You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows
You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows
You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows
You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows
And I heard you say
(You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows)
That nothing good ever wants to go your way
(You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows)
So you take back the suicide pact and ink it on your skin
(You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows)
You never really knew how much you meant
(You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows)
And you heard me say
(You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows)
That you never really learned what you left that day
(You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows)
Holding back on panic attacks, and leaving out your name
(You will guide the long ships away from all the shallows)
Ensuring all obituaries blank
(You will be the lost light traced upon our shadows)
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Just a Function
04:19
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There’s a moral that’s been clinging to the back of your neck
The houndings are confounding from the base of your bed
If the universe ain’t punishing, at least I’ve learned it’s rushing me
The opposite is evident however you said
Walking your descendants through the lanes of the past
You call it how you see it, I’m a pain in the ass
Honesty is honestly the best way that you promised me
That time is just a function when you’re not coming back
It’s devolving into something that I can’t control
It revolves around the people that I’ve always known
I’m wanting back the former soul but the portal ain’t sustainable
It’s closing on the tangents of not letting go
Wrapped within the laughing at the end of your breath
Disbelieving you’re receiving thoughts I never expressed
So I take it back and reenact acceptance of the time we had
Resigning to the findings of the speed that you left
Said you’d never lead me away from the truth
And how it flows back from me to you
The timelines are ending, I’m always resenting
How one day I’ll be okay
Said you’d never lead me away from the truth
And how it flows back from me to you
The door is ajar, and it’s not too far
Through is the only way
Through is the only way
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