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dark eyes
03:50
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Look upon the land with your dark eyes
The moon is rising in our lungs
Woods are burning turn your black eye
A liquid limb succumbs
Heads bobbing on spines
A slurred understanding
Wading in a wake of wine
As gravity does drain our acrobatics
Look upon the land with your dark eyes
The moon is rising in our lungs
Your fingertips I love in the night sky
Like pearls in the summer sun
What was that name?
My memory's gone astray
The spirits in our mouths ignite
On the backs of smoke and vines we ride
If we trip this snare of landmines
Blood will surely flow
Will they say that we were stupid?
It isn't like we didn't know
In a bath all night waterlogged
An echo in a grain silo
We can mend the torn horizon
The night is ours...
Oh my Jesus! well i wonder!
You're streaking through the razor snow
Isn't lovin hard to follow
I didn't get the horoscope
But lose our heads not if our legs are hollow
Wading in a wake of wine
The night is here and ours to swallow
If we drink this cord of light
Then we will surely come
If we didn't have this slow rise
We wouldn't be half as loved
Hera's hangin with her bull whip
Will we brand the sting
We can mend the torn horizon
Shouldering our slings
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waxwing
03:58
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Wingtips the color of what they eat
Passin berries up branches
Is this what you see?
Early out walkin
Found two dead waxwings
Facing one another
Beneath the sky in the window pane
Is it good for me?
Or should i let it be?
Can you see what is blind to me?
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Do i have
To hit rock bottom
Hit rock bottom
Always
Learning the hard way
Learning the hard way
Brainwashed
To lose my lead
Brainwashed
And now i bleed all over
Burnin
The candle at both ends
The candle at both ends
Can i
Tie up the loose ends
Always some loose ends
Brainwashed
To give up my sweat
Brainwashed
And then forget all over
Brainwashed
To go so far
Brainwashed
And now i start all over
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high hopes
01:17
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Baby can you be true
Baby can you be true
Thats all I really want from you
Baby be true 'cause that's all i can do
For you
You put me down
You treat me bad
You know your'e the worst shit I ever had
And I only had high hopes for you
Baby I just want you to be true
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as is
03:45
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Help me out as I shore this sleepless notion
That I'm shattered by you leaving me alone
You see I'm just sufferin from my devotion
And the thought that nothin I did was wrong
The harpies bade beware
On our limbs the talons tear
It's a sanguinary snare
And there's nothing of what we're made to repair
I've become so grotesque emulation
And I've squandered the character I've earned
Atrophied in my pathetic prostration
Yeah I bowed before your beauty as it burned
The harpies bade beware
On our limbs their talons tear
It's a sanguinary snare
And there's nothing of what we're made to repair
We both bleed in the ruins of our yearning
Would it be better to just shoot you in the face
Ah it's just pain of molting and returning
To our naked and glowing grace
The harpies bade beware
On our limbs their talons tear
It's a sanguinary snare
And there's nothing of what we're made to repair
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first fig
03:44
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7. |
link razor
03:50
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Trip rock war del
One eyed trout in a modest bed
Insects run all around my head
Fall... days... light... dies...
Every year it's the same nadir
Solar breath whisper in my ear
Storm above me
No stars to guide me home
I want what i said
Your knife to my chest
Being with you I've known death
Storm above me
No Stars to guide me home
Gloam green adore me
Head is tired no ride tonight
Bled on the bank no cars in sight
All day fight my
Arm is tied and I didn't get fed
One eyed trout in a modest bed
Storm above me
No Stars to guide me on
Storm above me
Lay beside me for...
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winterwonderfuck
03:11
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Went to bed late, rose early
Winterwonderfuck and my pocket's empty
All my surroundings are on fire
My blood my eyes my ears
A gospel choir
Losin money has lifted a veil
The deafening frequency of finances fail
I'm adorned by the tactile starstuff on my tongue
The future is fertile the past already dung
The turnaround in Simone's lilac wine
And J. Giorno's on the pulpit so devine
Chemical vertigo and libidinal exhaustion
Not crushed beneath the weight of possession
Losin money has lifted a veil
The deafening frequency of finances fail
I'm adorned by the tactile starstuff on my tongue
The future is fertile the past already dung
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10. |
walk off
04:01
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I didn't want to rise
From the comfort of your body
How it kept me warm all night
I was afraid of what I'd find
On the other side of the bedpost
In the cold outside
And I didn't walk to find
What the other's did to pass the time
I walked out to walk off my mind
Walked out to walk off my mind
And my ego's beginning to resemble a vulture
That's pullin at the tendons of a freshly killed cadaver
And What I thought was waning
Was only just beginning
I walked out to walk off my mind
Walked out to walk off my mind
And I wandered to the river to get some perspective
Found the water frozen and a bit too reflective
And what I thought was winning
Was the ice below me thinning
I walked out to walk off my mind
Walked out to walk off my mind
Walked out to walk off my mind
Walked out to walk of my mind
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11. |
walser's walkabout
02:27
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Pure Horsehair Brooklyn, New York
Garrett Devoe is a singer songwriter, guitarist, living in New York City.
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