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dinner party
03:05
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outlines in the hallway
watching you through decaying
shadows dripped in motion
it's something about the leaves
lapping up indifference
don't you think you'll miss this
seeping out of your lungs
only in the cold months
somewhere in a northern grove they're waiting holding the words you spoke
savior's caught in the morning rush reminding you not to give up
calling from the canyon
but i don't know what you're saying!
i think you've got me drifting
in and out of rosy doom
there's lilacs in the ceiling
and they're making me uneasy
canned up cool confession
o i didn't catch the last line
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greenhouse
02:18
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i was writing songs about the coastline
you were hiding out in the fog
stacking every moment on your fingertips
hold just still enough and they don't fall
somewhere in the greenhouse i found empathy
covered in a temperamental shade
i think no matter what you'd still care for me
so i let it all go to the end of may
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melting
02:37
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in melting light
i'm dragging time
unbidden voice
that's not the point
the roll of water
collect what's yours
in melting light
all once returns
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finch song
05:45
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bloody lip, you win again
i think i could use a friend
out to sea and back to shore
pull a thread and ask for more
you lay down when you're in the garden
sheets of sky begin to crack
palest light that you want to hide in
breaks the bones you thought would last
bloody lip, i long for you
harshness there that we abuse
under dust you feel the pulse
there are other ways to know
i can see you through the glass
every color clouds your head
speaking softly of release
throwing stones up at the brink
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there is no reason growing under branches you are lonely
surfacing at every chance the breakers didn't understand
make a way a fleeting notion in a voice to feel an openness
and recognize your hands you don't want to leave so don't again
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