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Actuary
03:51
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Ill-advised to build this house deep in the floodplain
Another leak in the basement starts
Surrounded by higher ground that remains so dry
How could you be so chancy, be so chancy like
Go in blind without an actuary, actuary
Take no time to get actually adjusted.
Unprecedented drought sweeps in the dust and changes
Tree branch tips into matchsticks waiting
To be struck by cigarette butts that you’ve been flinging
How could you be so chancy, be so chancy like…
Go in blind without an actuary, actuary
Take no time to get actually adjusted
Break your bones and bread
Like two parts feel bet-
-ter than you do in your head
Try guns and honey buns
Like a big fat kickback's
the only thing that wakes the dead
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2. |
Extra Blankets
04:46
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Is it cold outside
Is it nice
Enough to bring a lighter coat
Is it Sunday morning already
Is it time
To pack it up and hit the road
Is the line too long
Should we wait
Or get a table somewhere else
Has it all been wasted away
Has it fallen down
Did I live up to your love
Keep to myself
Sometimes I’m being
A piece of myself
I’m tired of being
Keep to myself
Sometimes I’m being
A piece of myself
I’m tired of being
How was work last night
Are you tired
Is that why you’re in a rush
What’s with all the extra blankets
Is it cold out
Or did something suck your blood
Keep to myself
Sometimes I’m being
A piece of myself
I’m tired of being
Keep to myself
Sometimes I’m being
A piece of myself
I’m tired of being
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3. |
Accommodations
05:38
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Baking in the sun in the garden
You melt yourself down
Digging with your hands, til there’s dirt
Under your nails
All leaves face the sky
Always growing something new
For someone else
I wade through swamps and sloughs to find that something
I leapt out of the plane without something
There was nothing at all, I’m calling it
If there was something at all, I lost it
Had some work done, landscaping, renovations
Adoration is the most that I could take from you
Any words that reflect your appreciation
Jot down in the guest book then go
As advertised
Accommodations were wonderful
It was nice
If you need anything, don’t have a hesitation
Serve one purpose - to make sure you’re comfortable and
There’s no bed bugs or a broken coffee maker
Just give us five stars and go
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4. |
Shadow Puppets
05:28
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Sphere of light
I can’t divert my attention
From the soft
Yellow glow
Till I’ve paid back what I owe
I can’t wait
Til the day
light wanes off into night time
And we go
To recharge
On that sweet electric flow
I’m ok
With standing firm in my convictions
But is it “truth”
If the glow
is really all I’ve ever known
Is it right
That every night
We fly with purely rooted selfishness
To find
A shred of light
To feed the illumination addiction
Putting balls in your closet
gives cotton a bitter taste
On the wall paper wings making
shadow puppet shapes
Pretty often we’re called in
To play butterfly mistakes
Getting laughed at when we smack
into a window
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Freeway
03:30
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I take a while
Let traffic sit
Before I get involved in it, all..
Painted white
Lanes are my wind
Crossing over dotted lines, wheels spin
Eyes grow tired
Weight drags my lids
Change the song then slap myself, hard..
I don't know why
My mind insists
On dragging me down deep into, darkness..
Some good sleep
A nice dream
But I should stay
On my freeway
Some caffeine
And talking
So I could stay
On my freeway
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6. |
Meet U There
04:03
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Gases that I’m breathing
Were harmless after all
Blinded now I’m seeing
Landscape through the walls
Traffic lights were blinking
Four way free for all
And even with the house so clean
It was hard to leave it for a while
You go, I’ll meet you there
You go, I’ll meet you there
Caught myself not blinking
Staring at the wall
Waiting for the pipes to freeze
Til they start dripping down the wall
You go, I’ll meet you there
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7. |
Ghost
05:16
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you know I’m turning into
A crow with a featherless wing
You don’t owe me anything
Cause birds don’t know what falling is
You baked my hands right into the cake
Then burst the balloons filled with helium and glitter
It’s personal to still feel ashamed of
all these presents that I didn’t get from you
Lost my feet
They’ve gone
And I can’t remember where
All my dreams will play out
And I won’t remember your name
And on the doctors questionnaire
Leave the diseases blank, I won’t share
Whether it’s common or rare that I’m
Growing a beak
I know you’re turning into
A ghost wrapped in a magnificent sheet
And I don’t owe you anything
But dirty laundry and the feathers of my wing
Lost my feet
They’ve gone
And I can’t remember where
All my dreams will play out
And I won’t remember your name
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8. |
Morning Light
05:41
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Talk two ways
Got the mouth to say
Don’t let my feelings plug it in
Til you’re gone
Upbeating
Sun’s bright today
Don’t want my feedback coming in
Til you know
Don’t try the same thing twice in the morning light
Don’t pry the same things out in the morning light
Dawn breaking
Cool right away
Don’t tap my feet in syncopation
At the show
Often late
This well may pass
Look good together
But not right away
Don’t try the same thing twice in the morning light
Don’t pry the same things out in the morning light
Don’t try the same
Don’t pry the same
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