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Instrumental
02:40
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2. |
The Port View (Demo 5)
02:01
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half a mind to draw
some vague distinction
in what you run to
and what you want to,
once a week,
phone call.
lost in the gap of thinking
the sandy lines that I draw
get blown away in the wind
it gets so sad
to be no one and nothing but
someone
thinking the world of you
report the way I watch
shapes pass
on the way to class
would you help me through
all the waves on the port view
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3. |
Instrumental (2)
03:23
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fever on the 6th floor
waiting up for daylight to come again
it's a wonder what it's meant for
but we're waking up and absolutely calm again
from feeding the night on
someone's wholeness
-someone who was in your bed
and no neon lights on
but such a coldness
at 5:15 am
bound and bounding
some electrical grounding inside your head
it's loud and hounding
the undetermined sounding of the sighs on your breath
feeding the night on
someone's wholeness
-someone who was in your bed.
no neon lights on
but such a coldness
at 5:15 am
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5. |
Instrumental (3)
01:48
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i want it to be
exactly in the woods that night
like i wanted to be
the very last place we go
and you'd follow me
into the woods sometimes
so lost some place that you
are all i know
voluntarily
subdued and momentarily
unhinged
and inexplicably sad
indescribably so
but, concurrently loved
and thoughtfully thought of
so much so
and i don't know why
& i don't care.
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7. |
Instrumental (4)
03:51
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8. |
Oh Whatever (Demo 2)
02:24
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in the middle of the night
when i was on the jersey turnpike
in the electricity and gravity
w/ the people that i meet
w/ newspapers on the seats
w/ some lady and her baby next to me
and w/e
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9. |
Instrumental (5)
03:31
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10. |
Tetrapod (Demo 7)
01:30
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i met her outside
late one night,
maybe the first of June.
she said, "if anybody's on my side
well, now i know it's you."
we list conditions
of getting my shit together,
so i picked up my cat
in this cold weather
she split my soul in half
what's left is all i've got
think i left the other half
back in that parking lot
i i never see it again.
i hope it's gone forever.
i know you're all i need.
i know we're always together.
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11. |
≠ Boy / King (Demo 6)
02:34
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we find a wide divide between
truth we have and haven't seen
call on a fucking phone for you
through my kitchen or my bedroom
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in details that we can't find
to write the song we can't define
the strange details of daily life
the strangers marching five by five
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a new attempt to state the truth
in three minutes laid before you
the last thing i want to do
the last thing i want to do
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because i've been in here
for nineteen years
and now it's your turn
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because he ain't no boy king
and i'll forget so many things
he still has yet to learn
(thanks for listening)
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