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The Meanings Changed
06:34
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it’s getting hard to keep the pace
against the rain displayed
against the rays displaced
cement will crack and paint will fade
and where I’m from now
well it just gets buried away
no use to try and clean the slate
when words are etched on
a self supported frame
I’ve seen the times and how they’ve changed
I’ve slept one hundred nightfalls
but the last was strange
i was taking sides with your disdain
until i’d contemplate
did we communicate?
what did you hear what did they say
the facts remain the same
but now the meanings changed
a lack of trust could of been the stain
we couldn’t wash out
we couldn’t burn away
its flying by on paper planes
sent through electric orbit
and lightyears away
it might of stayed a private thing
but now its out for all to see
I’m not ashamed to speak my voice
but now its bound up endlessly
tangled up in analogies
about a time i tried to sleep
but now what keeps me up it seems
is a loop of all the scenes
playing back at different speeds
i was taking sides with your disdain
until i’d contemplate
what’d we communicate?
what did they hear what did you say
the facts remain the same
but now the meanings changed
a lack of trust could of been the stain
we couldn’t wash out
we couldn’t burn away
its flying by on paper planes
sent through electric orbit
and lightyears away
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lying in a life raft no way to stop the suns attack
shift to one side then decide I’m allowed to change my mind
born an ant adamant to shoulder seven times my weight
well today its in poor taste caring for myself this way
dying in a deathtrap is inherently appropriate
lying on jobs apps can better your chance of getting appointments
flowing ink time to think but lightning bolts still come so fast
fucked alone and in my bones i know i can’t trust anyone
pack your shit
hit the bricks
abusiveness
away with it
serenity
ill melt with it
i loved you
now I’m done
i’ve grown to mold
sitting in my second home
thinking am i rust or gold
who keeps a strong glue
these are things i wouldn’t know
as the champion of things that broke
to be or not to
kneeling while i hold a skull
looking at my own damned soul
still thoughts they roll through
moving like the blood that flows
cautious like a thief tip toes
i can’t deny you
all the things you went and said
to my friends and my acquaintances
this aint rebuttal
any counterclaim is spent
this isn’t up for arguement
lying in a life raft no way to stop the suns attack
shift to one side then decide I’m allowed to change my mind
born an ant adamant to shoulder seven times my weight
well today its in poor taste caring for myself this way
dying in a deathtrap is inherently appropriate
lying on jobs apps can better your chance of getting appointments
flowing ink time to think but lightning bolts still come so fast
fucked alone and in my bones i know i can’t trust anyone
pack your shit
hit the bricks
abusiveness
away with it
serenity
ill melt with it
i loved you
now I’m done
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3. |
Radio Silence
02:49
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4. |
Rivals & Attractors
02:49
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i know that death is stalking
the thought that ties itself to
these silly drawings
is not what i suppose
would supersede the crows
leading by the nose they
decompose like falling dominoes in
plain clothes like chicagos bungalows
they’re just waiting to bulldoze
split in halves and halved again
it never loses its opposite
baby whales
my good friends and
a winter ice that rides upon them
magneto reception
which assigns them position
baby i know a sudden crushing
effective as a red brick
for making glass shards
these thoughts that just arose
well they were right under your nose
blame it on the forest that shows up late
analogues of oceans
and fish drifting away
split in halves and halved again
it never loses its opposite
i know that death is stalking
the thought that ties itself to
these silly drawings
is not what i suppose
would supersede the crows
leading by the nose they
decompose like falling dominoes in
plain clothes like chicagos bungalows
they’re just waiting to bulldoze
split in halves and halved again
blame it on the forest that shows up late
analogues of oceans
and fish drifting away
split in halves and halved again
it never loses its opposite
blame it on a forest that shows up late
analogues of oceans
and fish drifting away
perfect we’re not perfect
no in-between
contrast particles
in a field of
rivals and attractors
split in half
halved at that and once again
still save it for the next mass
and what it attracts
no matter solid or gas
there will be polar opposites
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5. |
Where Apples Grow
03:31
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apples fall from where they grow
to grow a tree of their own
their coded seeds provide the notes
composed in red envelopes
a portage for the chemicals
a carriage whether it knows
whats passed on doesn’t always show
it hides in DNA rows
so apples fall from where they grow
to grow a tree of their own
their coded seeds apply the notes
composed in red envelopes
a portage for the chemicals
a carriage whether it knows
it's a ghost
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