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Pianos and Painkillers
04:32
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a still pond is rippled by thorns from a yellow rose
though now at the bottom this creek runs gold.
flee to islands in the east
before we backpedal too far
dip our heels into the bay
the water never bit so hard
stand down my dear we'll survive this one
again all odds
I can't break this silence
wide awake and lying
arms stretched out in false pretenses
the east pleading my case
Show me the way, I'll follow your lead
I'll be behind you, through fire and frost
Dance the way the trees do,
to the songs the birds sing.
very quietly, very silently.
Run this rose across the pond
but don't get too close.
Grasp this flower, hold it tight,
mind it's thorns
the bottom of the pond
a yellow rose still in hand
holding as you sink silently
now, at the bottom,
my blood runs gold.
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2. |
Hotel Staff
03:22
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3. |
Your New Favorite Word
03:39
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Eleven o something... I can't see the last number on the clock
the foreshadowing cup of water blocks.
The flame in the ceiling matches the one inside. Inside your chest.
She burns and keeps me warm, when i'm already hot.
Now I can't get to sleep without you breathing down my neck.
Goodnight. With dripping eyes, i'll say my goodbyes
The privleged will sleep alone tonight.
And i'll go back to sheets of ice
look down and
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4. |
Room Four (Do It Up)
03:08
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She'll bring it back tonight
(and all she left on that day, were all her last regrets)
A defenseless fight
(I never forgot)
Teh exact same shadows on the wall as before
(the constant pursuit of the substance)
tonight he'll prevail
(but the truth is that I never really cared)
All along it's been the same old songs that we've been singing
But i'm singing them wrong.
And she screams, and he screams
a little ashamed as she pushes her back against the wall.
This is not an apology, for the time he spent with her.
silent tired skin against his hand
I'll take a life tonight if you give up.
I'll take a life tonight if you come back to my side.
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5. |
Dead Lights on Duthie
05:22
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I'll drive down this road
one too many times tonight
and every ones headlights
spells your name like mores code
I'll drive off this road, one last time tonight
we'll drive off this bridge, we'll die this gorgeous night.
I'll see the sun rise in your decaying eyes
We'll breathe our least breath, and all we'll smell is death
Can you help me find the strength to let this go
we've been holding on for way too long
why do we even try? let go.
I'll look down the barrel of your gun
you have one bullet left
i'll look down the barrel through your eyes
you have one bullet left, for me.
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The Overwhelmed
03:47
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I try to find light in these four walls
Too many times I've stood by and watched this go on and on
not this time, tonight i'll take a breath and say
I can destroy it.
you can't take this from us
machines run lives without their eyes
now there's something wrong with that.
trust me. i'm with you this time.
I don't want to go by myself.
let go, father, let go.
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Lights Below Vancouver, British Columbia
2002-2007
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