1. |
Roadtrip Hallucination
04:04
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I have seen things that you would not believe
In colours and in skies
Floating translucent eyes
(repeat ad nauseum)
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2. |
Mushroom Hymn
02:42
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What day is it?
What life is this?
The night was black with clouds.
And I was a silent thing
a quiet abyss
I could not speak my world to you.
Still, we crawled
I could not hear the chords
but you sang along anyway:
"O beautiful world
a river runs over us
--like black stones;
carry us on t' the foggy sprawl"
(What time is it? Is that all?)
"What sun t' dry us off?
Ocean-sky unseen,
how you tower above me!"
In the shadow of life
we watched the taxi's roll by.
They made a drunk parade
under gas station lights.
Then it was silent again;
mirage in the rain-slick night.
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3. |
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00:08
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4. |
Coffee Shop
01:26
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Everything's so grey these days
even tripping's boring me.
Whiskey'd out all midterm break
even drinking's boring me.
Turned the TV on today
and fell asleep in front of it.
If this is what adulthood's like
I already wanna run away.
Hallucinate cuz I can't sleep
it generates some meaning for me.
Jaw's tight and my head's ablaze
the mirror is an awful place.
So many things I'd like to say,
but I can't find a word for meaning.
Party rolls in sawtooth waves
this whole thing's perverse and feckless.
Nostalgia makes a bitter haze;
years exchanged and argued over.
Drink to say that you're not drunk.
Smoking weed just makes you sober.
Acrid curls in cold and quiet,
you made up your own constellations.
Laid on rocks at 2AM
exchanging stilted conversation.
Ash was smoked and passed and crushed out
embers flew in moonlit darkness.
We stumbled home and I was crying
"it's so fucking beautiful here"
staring at a streetlight fractal
you said you had never been so high.
And I couldn't get it out of my head:
this feels like the end of something!
So many friends still stuck in high school,
I don't want to end up like them.
All these people feel like actors,
I guess my mask is just on tighter.
Forced smiles give way to concern.
Everything is always ending.
All my friends are with me,
I hope we all survive this.
Sunday morning fades in sweetly
somebody is snoring near me.
Chaos' wake is silent beauty
I know what the world should feel like now.
Scrambled eggs in a sunlit kitchen
no one's really sure what happened.
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6. |
Rebirth
01:23
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7. |
Skinwalker
05:15
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I am a monster
with sharp claws and glowing eyes
I'll go to school on monday
drink some cola, tell some lies
and after that?
I might play guitar and cry
but I am a monster
and you are blind.
I will rip apart your happiness
I will make you one of my kind
because I am a monster
I am a lie.
One day I'll stop breathing.
I will die with this guitar in my hands (I hope).
And you'll pick up the pieces;
some song I never made it to the end of.
I imagine you hearing these old tapes,
try to find some truth in my secrets.
I don't think I put any in there.
I hope / you don't hate / the person that I was
I hope / you don't hate / the monster I've become
Please say my name one more time.
You don't owe me anything,
but please say my name one more time.
I wanna drown in the feeling
the embrace of your speaking.
Please say my name one more time.
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8. |
2 mooooons
02:21
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2 moons.
And everyone feared for the end!
And everyone feared for their death!
2 moons.
2 moons in the sky.
And everyone feared for the coming night!
And everyone feared for their life!
2 moons.
Children don't go outside.
The newspapers all blamed the devil!
Much weeping and gnsahing of teeth!
Whole families on lawns screaming mercy!
And everyone feared for the end!
2 moons.
2 little children were sacrificed,
blood running fast running red!
How dear lord do I please you?
How dear lord may I live!?
2 moons.
The next night there was only one moon
the next night was totally normal
and it never happened again
2 moons.
How disappointing.
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9. |
Sonnet 28
01:52
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10. |
Heaven
00:40
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12. |
Bonne Soirée
00:59
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