1. |
Brightened
02:14
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Bring the ice in
Let it begin
Surface shining
Air is pining
When you want me to wake, wake up, too
See what's covered inside a left shoe
Clothes that break before they are whitened
It is vague before it is brightened
The way you breathe
Trades in sweetly
Healthy before
Need to see more
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2. |
Cameo
02:49
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Cameo has got a fault
Cameo has got a fault
Cameo is just too small
Cameo has got a fault
(It's always the same thing that, that is wrong)
Cameo has got eyes
Cameo has got a head
Cameo's missing the rest
No limbs no lungs no heart no chest
(Got her growth stunted oh, stunted oh)
Cameo has got a head and that's all
Oh she thinks up a sweat but she can't move a thing
Oh she thinks and she thinks
But she can't move a thing
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3. |
Provisional
01:43
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Throw my glove in the pit
Be sure to release it
Paper and smoke
Blurred when awoke
Waiting to walk home with
Seams to be tautly stitched
Fences behind
Stop to unwind
We've both become dancers
With scared looks in our eyes
Folding jackets made of silken cocoons
She'd show me everything
About her broad etchings
I'd like to know
Reverse my echo
One door in two exits
Watch as a leave to sit
Down after drink
Upon some brink
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4. |
Bartlett
02:46
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A new pitch will open soon
One you can or can't tune to
She spoke something like a key
Silent study of a plea
Once upon a little while
In locked doors finger to dial
Numbers for a broken heart
Colder statements laced apart
If a light were one to blink
Quick to knife but slow to think
Worse if there is none to heal
They say only time will feel
To the west over a horn
Any way to aid a thorn
Plucked just so a crowd can hear
Pick a blossom from his ear
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5. |
Upender
02:43
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No upender after all
Every capture afterwards will fall
And each hard-won victory so small
Similarly unremembered
Upender again
Remember why to try
To be convinced to try
Alibi inventer
If I crush and splinter and pulverize
Or I shake your hand look you in the eye
Or give a false name slip away at sunrise
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6. |
Memo
02:15
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Your heart set on it
Your heart set like a clock
And it's gonna ring
Early in the morning
Till you do what it wants
Buttoning up your jacket
Penny in your pants pocket
Letter with a stamp
Your heart set on it
(Feel your skin in the cold air)
Your heart set in a crown
(See if your scar's still back there)
Worn at your full height
(Brush aside your hair)
Scattering the light
and you're wearing it
You're wearing it out
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7. |
Inside The Fruit
03:01
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Inside the fruit beneath
The pith and the pulp and the seed
I'll come to where you are
After dark
Something's making all the dogs bark
I sit quiet the room goes dark
My face is an envelope
So what's inside doesn't show
Of course there were so many signs
Must have missed them a thousand times
The hole in the wall that I walk by
And behind the hole the eye
Those old windowpanes clattering
Covered up all the chattering
Sound of footsteps in empty hall
Sound of the breathing in the wall
No one in town knows where I went
Put the old place back up for rent
We look out on empty rooms
Another one will notice soon
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8. |
Patience Dock
02:35
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Looking back on superficial cuts
Is not a fault
There've been deeper ones
To keep aside in little vaults
No one there was living hear me
pay just for the right to gently
Sit down in a leather chair to
Listen with a hushed beware to
Later on again I'll try
To catch a finer task
Seas of strangers know
The coupled parts I cannot grasp
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9. |
Deep Seed
02:23
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She drives when she drives
Her hair changes sides
She's there when she's there
Light pippin of hair
One more slake
Give or take
Try again
Start or end
She sleeps when she sleeps
Seed planted to deep
She names when she names
The wolf in the game
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10. |
Cousin Frances
02:54
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Having tea with cousin Frances
On the white wicker furniture
And the steam fogs up his glasses
Frances do you take milk or sugar?
Talking small as small as we're able
Reciting in rhyming verse
Brushing crumbs from the table
Every phrase rehearsed
Oh no not again
In that house everything fine
In that house hidden in plain sight
In that house sit and sigh
Dressed and headless like a window bride
If not for the dish dropped and smashed
You never would have looked him in the eye
And you never would have seen that sly look of delight
And that little spent match dropped by his side
Take me with you
Grab his hands make for the door
Now the house is burning down
No never anymore
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11. |
Dead Rust
01:37
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And if I were to say to you one more time
To be happy with what you put on the line
Would you take it to mean something simply more?
Imprecision to lose what you told was torn
How your absence would clap me next in the face
Given motions to ones that are not to waste
But the rain's more than I can fit to arrive
And I hope I can make you out while alive
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