1. |
Twin Comet
05:11
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My twin comet
Was Herculean
A bright crystal star
Punished and bleeding
Caved in and neutral
An atom bomb
Destroyed and sinking
We saw it fall
So I tamed the light
I called it death
The sad sack of circumstance
And cold empty breath
The grave resting number
In a frozen white year
The pointing dark finger in the
Reflected mirror
My twin comet
Was Herculean
A bright crystal star
Punished and bleeding
Delayed and dirty
An atom bomb
Destroyed and sinking
We saw it fall
We’ve grown tired
I’m not worried
We’ve grown tired
We’re not worried
My twin comet
Was Herculean
A cracked crystal star
Punished and bleeding
Caved-in and neutral
An atom bomb
Destroyed and sinking
We saw it fall
So we tamed the light
We called it death
A spoiled soulless home
Of cold, empty breath
A resting grey number
In the frozen white year
The pointing dark finger
And the end was free
We’ve grown tired
I’m not worried
We’ve grown tired
We’re not worried
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2. |
The Dullest Cleaver
03:31
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Always gripping too hard
We nearly slipped
Into the ice
Cold night
Born here
Married to life
To cut the corners with
A blood drenched knife
I’ll leave
Your shadow alone
To the dreary silence
That fell like the snow
Now who’s holding the watch?
To strip the gears
And let the time fall out
Always pushing too hard
But never glowing
In the goodnight moon
The void we managed to steal
In the buried sunrise
Full of perished fuel
To leave your shadow alone
In the coated clearing
We found in hello
The drop we drew up with this
The dullest cleaver
And a chance to begin
Always gripping too hard
We nearly slipped
Into the ice
Cold night
Born here
Married to life
To cut the corners with
A blood drenched knife
I left your shadow alone
In the dreary silence
That fell like the snow
Now who’s holding the watch?
To strip the gears
And let the time fall out
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3. |
Canting
05:19
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Steady your hands
To sink like a stone
Breathe like
The calm you could
Corral the tones
Telepathy moans
The light through the
Cold dark sphere
Adjoin the seams
Full patterns
Will gleam the glowing
Remains of light
You can’t steal
The light side of day
You can’t be wrong
And miss the mistake
Avoid the narrow remorse
The scraping metal grind spark
Of all the courage that’s lost
When you slip in
We watch the stones do it
When they just sink
Go curse your sleep
While the beating hearts beat
A dark pool
Of silt and blood
Your transparent stance
In the historic dance
Of removing
The blame from you
A gallop
At halt a
Tumultuous balk
While the victim stands in the mirror
You can’t steal
The light side of day
You can’t be wrong
And miss the mistake
Avoid the narrow remorse
The scraping metal grind spark
Of all the courage that’s lost
When you slip in
We watch the stones do it
When they just sink
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4. |
Since
03:37
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5. |
Black Pain Tea
04:05
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At the end of the story
With an ending
Revealed
Took the shift
From the old guard
This building’s not sealed
With figures
Passing into corners
That one there
Hit the light
A scene that’s dotted
And narrow
When the pilot’s in flight
When I get through the story
To meet a friend
And a ghost
We barely meet
With a head nod
Despite this stained
Varnished hope
That twin
Is hardly a sibling
Or a back seated guide
We saw that scene
At the wedding
Staring straight
Through the bride
Black pain
You swallowed it all
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6. |
After The Tremors
02:15
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The fake cloud
Of sad memory
A bruised
Empty version
Of truth
Replaced the noise
Bending the status
Of reversing the altar upstream
Pain free recovery
A gold light
Will shatter the day
Fold down
The fiction frame
Still froze
In the dullness of fate
Broke off
The poison arrows
Turned down
The faded star
Born after
All the tremors
Moved all this too far
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7. |
Before
03:47
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8. |
There Was Blood
03:02
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There was blood
When the crown
Was coiled
With rust
And the crowd
Did see
The tunnel shaped
Opening
It was real
Receiving light
The blue eyed boy
He waved goodbye
In the cold
Cracked dome
Was retained
The memory
Of the human gold
Projected
And flickering
It was real
Receiving light
The blue eyed boy
He waved
Goodbye
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9. |
Weeds
03:44
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Trying
To figure out comfort
I’m trying
To pick up some speed
The last full day’s
Draping its cape
And spreading seed
We’re trying
To dig up the weeds
I’m trying
To walk with a purpose
I’m trying to determine the pace
With soundless full echoes
In blankets removing space
Still trying to uncover
The grace
A short
Moment
The torn time to stay calm
The cloud cover
Pushed the bright
A straight line
I’m trying
To figure out comfort
And trying to pick up some speed
The last full day
Draping its cape
And spreading seed
The last full day
Draping its cape
And pulling weeds
Short moment
The torn time
To stay calm
The cloud cover
Pushed the bright
A straight line
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10. |
Black Pain
03:49
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At the end of the story
With an ending
Revealed
Took the shift
From the old guard
This building’s not sealed
With figures
Passing into corners
That one there
Hit the light
A scene that’s dotted
And narrow
When the pilot’s in flight
When I get through the story
To meet a friend
And a ghost
We barely meet
With a head nod
Despite this stained
Varnished hope
That twin
Is hardly a sibling
Or a back seated guide
We saw that scene
At the wedding
Staring straight
Through the bride
Black pain
You swallowed it all
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11. |
Residents
05:15
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A bruised throat
A cold tongue
Soaked in matter
Small enough
To come through
Finished and new
Clipped the clouds out
And tore them up
The slight gale
The full wail
Of phantom idiosyncrasies
The dull roar
Of closing doors
Abandoned bodies
Lay barely gone
A small wave
Of poised graves
Slid through soundless
Hollow haunts
The light shone
A chord moaned
All blazing beauty
Calm has begun
Collecting the point
Still clear
There’s too much
Math in adding
And dividing it
The polished pulp
Of fear
And borrowed bars
Of self evidence
In removing
All the heart’s residents
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12. |
Past
05:30
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13. |
Vaults
04:15
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The tongues were traded the
Codes were cold
The broken message
Was seven years old
A cadence sampled
Like sips of wine
While the view was buried
Under murdering vines
All blacked out
On the road
Called erasing
We drove
Right into the wall
Its light now
On the infinite tightrope
To break through
The panic-proof vault
With a secret number
Like twenty three
This morning’s sparrow
Won’t talk to me
To keep a distance
Is to turn away
Total dark mourning
All painted grey
Its light now
On the infinite tightrope
To break through
The panic-proof vault
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