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Hoverround
03:48
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hoverround / shotgun house & A/C out
kids gunned down / sirens on without a sound
mom avoids your name / streets reflective in the rain
roaches at your feet / packs of green Kools - no receipts
now I forgot to write down any of my good ideas today
now I forgot to write down any of my good ideas today
hoverround / smell of cat piss bugs me out
in your hometown / make ourselves seem so renowned
dishes in the sink / oh really, who gives a shit what I think?
(chorus)
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Pink Light
04:18
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in the most unexpected place / in the margins – on your face
up Ashland to your gate / all imagined lies in wait
unhemmed floor-length dress / leaving the stairs behind you swept
I stay back a single step / windows gradient with breath
how will your night dances lose themselves?
how will you bring a sun to rend the dark?
like planets’ rings
around your flesh – they will
illuminate
in pink light
so now I’m the proud / owner of another ounce
keep your numbers coming down / so nice to have you around again
watch you watch me dress / wait & see what’s left
I stay back a couple steps / want to clearly see your chest go up & down again
(chorus)
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Shreveport
03:36
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another year gone by – wondering why
you’re writing so much less – you’re smoking so much more
choosing to resign
spare the doors - go take a walk outside
lost everything in fire
stay on the right side of desire
ignoring all the signs you swore you required
lost everything in fire
I shuffle around the apartment – analyzing what you meant
assuming what I can – about your intentions
and this thing - you won’t mention
keep composed – or try
on repeat: “the mess you left behind”
(chorus)
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people I know / places I go / make me feel tongue-tied
I can see how / people look down / they’re on the inside
here’s where the story ends
people I see / weary of me / showing my good side
I can see how / people look down / I’m on the outside
here’s where the story ends
here’s where the story ends
it’s that little souvenir / of a terrible year/ that makes my eyes feel sore
oh I never should have said / the books that you read / were all I loved you for
it’s that little souvenir / of a terrible year/ that makes me wonder why
it’s the memories of your shed / that make me turn red
surprise surprise surprise
lazy I know / places I go / make me feel so tired
I can see how / people look down / I’m on the outside
here’s where the story ends
here’s where the story ends
it’s that little souvenir / of a terrible year / that makes my eyes feel sore
oh who ever would have thought / the books that you brought / were all I loved you for
the devil in me said / go down to the shed / I know where I belong
but the only thing I ever really wanted to say / was wrong was wrong was wrong
it’s that little souvenir / of a colorful year / which makes me smile inside
so I cynically cynically say/ the world is that way
surprise
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Good Title
05:05
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wet paw prints on brick / staying in, listen to the heater hiss
& the quiet crepitation / of Tyvek siding outside in the wind
next door, indoor trash fire / burning plastic ends the peace
Aspartame, aluminum & speed / half come-down saying you can’t join the force
what’s that got to do with me?
baby in my arms / rugs on creaky floors
peaches are overused as imagery / bite down into furry flesh
listen to the neighbors scream / & glass breaking
on a Tascam sixteen track / five or six after the fact
change my needles / got that left side back
oh I could be right / or could stay attached
when your boyfriend has no tact / blame the generation gap
one way or another / I’m gonna hear about that
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Bijou
06:02
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ten percent / comprised of plastic parts
heaven-sent / I’d go wireless in a heartbeat
mothball white / a lesser shade of knowing behind my eyes
lean & light / nothing left now but twice-traced lines
sun refracts / a permeating windshield crack
holy pact / & endless rows of gas flare stacks
I hear you / in static on this side of Blue
I will wade forever through / the minutes waiting on the breath you drew
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Halves
05:20
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seven dreams of Irma / since the second funeral
summer summer too too low
to listen to this radio / cooking show
in half-time / half-rim glasses fogging slow
seven dreams of Dolly / focused on a fixed point of light
vision speckled now by birds in flight
the temple’s bright / lane change right
half taking for granted this gift of sight
half gone nowhere / half lost to one mistake
two halves aware of what their bodies can & cannot take
everyone is disappointed / just not at you
point your outrage in the same direction
now you’re family too
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