1. |
Pour
02:30
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I must have been out of my mind
I’m breaking bottles again
I must have been out of my mind
I’m breaking bottles again
‘Til double Xs cover my eyes
I’m breaking bottles again
It’s life as lush and left to the sky
I’m breaking bottles again
Or else it’s solvent anger and light
I spent my love like it’s on another planet
I poured my heart into all these fractured habits
I’m left alone like the only one who’ll stand it
Is this forever?
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2. |
Hatchet
02:26
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I’m not on the end train, baby, yet
But when it’s gone I won’t come back
Last ten drafts that broke, I owe you this
That I’ll admit I feel the slack
I’m not so quick, furloughed words
I said to no one else, it made me sick
When the time comes to lower the hatchet on this two-year one night stand
Bury me inside your balmy heart with your ice-cold hands
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3. |
Scratch
03:29
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Wayward again, and it’s ‘cause I’m on my own
I’m scratching and crawling and calling back home
Lately it’s been a catch, reflect the ghosts I’m shown
A pitch back to static that sputters and drones
Stayed straight again, but I’ll stray before too long
I’m cracking and stalling and falling to stone
Hearts say thunder, wake says my sin
Paltry cover placed on your chin
Part recover, part what has been
Love you always, latent again
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4. |
Asylum
01:49
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Meet me on the waiting list, it’s better
Soon than now
I can hear it in the silence I can
Hear it in the crowd
In the stateliest asylum where the voices
Cry aloud
And the fog waits at the window sill,
It’s getting awful loud
But I won’t waste another day
I miss you and it’s getting late
Fall into another night
I miss everybody all the time
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5. |
Rut
03:40
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Every day just seems the same
And every silhouette’s a shadow of your frame
Can’t feel a thing except the floor
And if I you ever loved me I know you don’t anymore
Felt afield from what was shown
Let too much pass by and kept an even tone
Last ditch tell to say goodbye
Hitched it way up felt too somber, had to let it lie
I guess that’s all I had to say, and if isn’t
Does it matter anyway?
Go to fend or feel the same
I’m going sour-sane
Heard a song inside my head
The night I knew I’d want to keep you in my bed
When I woke up I felt the same
Another New Year and a new retired name
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6. |
Impossible to Tell
02:45
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Bright waltz through the ballroom
Blood orange full moon, I’m brand new
Might be a fool but I know
You might a fool, but I know you
Are here until it’s through
We can float and fall high
Will the well dry?
It’s impossible to tell
So now it’s full-out
Excess and without, I’m too true
That might be untrue but I’ve no rules
Dim light through rooms, have I made a fool?
Swear I’ll ripen past the vine
Give it one more season
Is there any reason?
It’s impossible to tell
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7. |
Old Design
02:31
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Waiting for you to come around again
I’m on my own, went too slow
Lovely, another number in your list of
Old designs you left behind
I know I’ll be sleeping in my clothes tonight
Alone, I’ll be sleeping through the morning’s light
The walls, they move
What else is new?
If we’d have known
It’s always “someday,” isn’t it?
I know I’ll be sleeping in my clothes tonight
Alone, I’ll be sleeping through the morning’s light
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8. |
Iso
03:30
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Sleep all the time and have the simplest of dreams
Last night they seeped into the cracks along my head
The sun is in my eyes anyway.
I never wanted to go out until I was stuck inside all day
And I just want to hug my Mom and tell her everything’s all right
Sleep all the time and have the simplest of dreams
Last night they woke me sweet and weeping on your skin
At least you got me and I got you
Everybody’s waiting for something to go down
You know, I know
That everybody’s out on loan
Everybody’s waiting for someone to come down
You know, I know
We stay together, not alone
I'm tired of waiting
I've been living on my own
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9. |
Root Beer Float
03:01
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It was late so I thought that I’d write you a letter
From the slaughterhouse, end of September
I’m writing you now despite holes in my brain
They’re bloodletting summers I sent down the drain
There’s no one in focus now, no one’s around
Remember the perennial death of this town?
We crossed JFK to drink floats in the sand
You said it’s the last time, and I’ll be over it
Once the sound of your voice
Is replaced by another
Stay bent through the days
Sound of last summer
When it fades I hope you’ll take me like
A picture you forget about, vague like a scripture
And dote upon times we fell stuck in the sand
Endlessly gripped in our cadence and hands
The boulevard’s crossed as I sleep on the dunes
Call up my brother and wade through the ruins
Drink a rootbeer float to your name
Swallow the last dregs of unrepentant bliss
It’s the way these things go
I coughed and I blundered
Through bittersweet taste
One more last summer
I’m yours or another’s
It seems such a waste
Sounds of last summer
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10. |
eltrain
02:59
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I’m not on the eltrain, baby, yet
It’s just another wrapped over from the summer’s light
I’ll hide until sunlight starts to drawl, all wrapped up
To head undone into the southern sky
On call to bereave the spars we’ve lost
We’ll float dead til they retrieve us with
The morning’s caw
Stars crackle and crows come to carry me home
It’s like Judas and Jesus except I’m both
I’m not on the eltrain, baby, yet
It’s just another wrapped over from the summer’s light
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11. |
Wish
02:02
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Sometimes I wish it all was different, sometimes
I mourn the change
I wish I weren’t so angry, I wish I weren’t so tame
The wild in me’s faded some, wish it stuck around
And then when a wild streak gets in me
I pour until I drown
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12. |
Ivy
04:16
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Ivy creeps its way around the bend, it’s
Beating on the walls again
And it’s starting to get through
Ivy, thorn, and thistle lie to bed
Flower everyone who said
That they were starting to hate you
Always fading higher, race to run
‘Til braids of brier lace have spun
Arrowed arms will embrace you
Always face to fire, bait the Sun
Carry it ‘til calling comes that
Your garden awaits you
Ivy creeps its way around the bend, it’s
Beating on the walls again
And it’s starting to get through
I don’t want to hate you
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