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canttakeit
02:36
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So you tried it all
but nothing ever fits.
You’re too wired to bring down
and still politer than your face shows.
It seems redundant
to try and talk about connections
cause you’re petrified of catching eyes
and starting conversations.
It gets a little frayed and you can’t save it.
For all that you know
you know that you can’t
or you know you won’t.
Feel a little rub and you can’t take it.
For all that you know
you know that you try
but you know you don’t.
So you line up thoughts
and tie us up in knots.
Your tone fixed on hopeful
but we’re slipping down the steep side.
You keep removing
all ideas above our station
till we’ve seen the last of answers
to the simplest of questions.
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2. |
neverletyougo
03:31
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So I could be right here
and I could feel or I don’t.
I can taste all of the bitterness
when you lie where you won’t.
With the same soft smile
and the shaking of your head
you feel inclined to disagree
with everything they say you’ve ever said.
Cause you promised yourself
in the world as it freezes
the death of desire,
the cure to all of the known diseases.
It’s gentle and it’s brutal
But it’s ultimately pointless.
You’d tear it all up
But you’re too fucking feckless
and you know
that it would never let you go.
So you’re overturning thoughts,
turning over tables.
Trying to describe the life you live
through two thousand year old fables.
And it makes no sense when they do,
it paints no odds to try.
Packaged in a little box
That you would live in till you die.
And you promised yourself
in the world as it turns
you’d rip off the tags
to the things that you’d never return.
The complex allegory
that was hidden in your lines
probably looks a lot like mine.
And so we know
that it would never let you go.
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3. |
sinkingship
02:15
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“Cover up my love”
I said surely
like I know I’m gonna help you
make something better of it.
You think you’ve had enough.
“No one’s ever gonna love you
if you don’t look or think, talk and
wear it like you own it”
“D’you want some good advice?
I could explain to you the world we built,
where you sit,
how it wraps around you.”
“You’d always seemed too nice,
though I could tell that you were never quite the easy fit.”
If you don’t die young
you’ve bailed or you’ve followed.
Too sharp your tongue
and your time expires.
Your wins half won
and your failures demoralising.
Given over to a simpler life.
Left to discuss how close you nearly came,
how right you were though you can’t say why.
And it’s safer to turn and run your little race
than for you to dream your little dream of change
If you don’t try hard
you’re left for another.
Too soft your arms
where your body slips.
For one so calm
your face fails to cover up
the constant dripping
of your sinking ship.
With your head held high
you’ve given up on thinking,
you’ve given up on judging yourself by your old desires.
Short of nothing
and built out of broken parts
so you can’t go back
and you can’t go on.
On and on
And they talk about nothing.
They talk about you
and your eyes roll back in your head.
Seems so lost,
so far short of becoming,
a world much smaller
than the life you led.
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4. |
alotoflies
02:11
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He’s got tired eyes
but you can see that he’s trying.
Trying hard to equate all the love he makes with the love he takes.
As he combs out hair,
one day closer to dying I guess.
So much harder to recognise disguised as someone older than he remembers.
Seen through knocks and kicks and jabs
and things we’d all regret.
We tell a lot of lies
when we’re talking to ourselves.
It’s a simple hoax
born out of a single promise.
Said the world we meet is the life we’re owed for the soul we’re born.
So he sets out hopes,
drowning in the debt of his parents loves.
It’s getting easier to justify the rights and wrongs of things that don’t concern us.
Spat with scorn through gritted teeth
but littered with desires.
You tell a lot of lies
when we’re talking to ourselves
Not quite old enough to live
but you’re young enough to die.
We waste a lot of time.
We waste a lot of time just thinking about....
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5. |
sorrythatI'm
03:58
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It’s getting colder more than darker
mid afternoon to early evening.
Just as Summer turns to Autumn
we’ll be leaving for the comfort of a corner where we can just sit and watch the light die.
Moving out above and in between
the room revolves but it won’t mean that much to anyone who’s tried,
but live within the ups and downs
of everythings that we get so very used to.
I can’t think to say
and so we don’t
and hope it doesn’t matter.
I get so distracted
By the truth of everythings that we don’t know.
I’m sorry that I’m so.
I’m sorry that I am so.
Reflected in silhouette,
back lit by a filament
Your hands describe a circle
your voice describes an incident,
a part of something separate.
So full of life but it’s not now,
another time to dance around
all of the people that we don’t talk about.
Suggestions better left alone,
held up in something set to kill the silence.
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6. |
education
00:50
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