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Insomnia
04:08
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Can’t get you
out of my head
Can’t get your bone
out of my brain
All elbows and bones
everywhere
I believe tomorrow
will outlive today
A bounce back is inevitable
from the heights which we drop
Right now just let the bottle
breathe
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HeTsar
03:02
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He’s the new me
I’m the old you
I’ve heard this before
Last spring when the rain was saying
the same thing
I’ve seen that plant
She’s seen that stone
The sun is the new tree
The water is the old seed
He’s the new me
I’m the old you
I’ve heard this before
in March during the big thaw
I’ve seen a bottle
It seen some chalk
The green is the old hue
The wasp is the new bee
I’m the new he
I’m the new he
I’m the new hetsar
I’m the new hetsar
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Double Booked
01:24
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I don’t remember what we did that night
but it felt good, it felt right, it felt clean
and without warning you were there in the morning
it felt good, it felt right, it felt clean
After I took the shovel from the awning
and swept the last dirt goodbye
I said good morning to your eyes and noted
how they differ from my own
I don’t remember what we did last night
but it felt good, it felt clean, it was alright
it felt good, it felt clean, it felt good, it felt clean
It felt good, it felt clean, you know what I mean?
It was alright
It was alright
It was just fine
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Domatium
03:05
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See the green plants they are fine
See the red plants they are mine
See the green plants they are fine
See the red plants they are mine
Nothing falls far from the vine
Call me holy, call me divine
When will we get along
When will we belong
When the sun comes up tomorrow
Surely then we’ll know
who to follow
Between ants scents replace
the remaining negative space
Hear the queen rant she ain’t fine
Hear the dead chant, give it time
Someone calls from the shrine
Call her holy, call her divine
When the sun comes up tomorrow
When the sun comes up tomorrow
When the sun comes up tomorrow
When the sun comes up
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Underneath
02:41
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In the Underneath
I’m alone with him
In between those teeth
I gain a phantom limb
In the Underneath
I get along with him
In utter disbelieve
I grow a silent grin
Now I can see
Why I should be
Wrapped in his skin
Just so I could be
the same
I am underneath
the worst of the click
I am so behind
the rest of the scoreless
I am so gorgeous
from far away
In the underneath
I’m so close to him
Now I can see
Why I should be
Wrapped in his skin
Just so I could be
me
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Serotiny
02:41
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The whole world inside me
And I assume
the flowers aren’t in bloom
There’s a whole world inside me
and I assume
that the flowers there they aren’t in bloom
Those round thoughts
roll around
in your square head
colliding, confusing
Fake it till you escape it
Fake it till you escape it
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Corner's dust reemerges before coroner can produce a broom: prairie music, lake songs, rolling words.
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