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BushQueen
04:52
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The text has worn from the rain
Can't read the names on these grave stones
Reminds me when we were walking
In the woods and found deer bones
My head came to rest
In the embrace of my hands
Couldn’t tell what I felt first
The bones in my face or finger tips
At the end of each year
You can always know more
Than what you used to,
But you’ll never know it all
You’ll never be ready
The Void
I can’t stop thinking about being shut off and
The Void
I’m picking these memories like I'm putting money in my wallet
Leaving trails of berries from retreating threads that line my pockets
The Void
It keeps repeating, five years ago
I knew nothing, five years ago
It keeps repeating, five years ago
I knew nothing, five years ago
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Bill's Cabin
06:17
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You can be so optimistic
When you are the sole source of my discomfort
Stay Inside
Stay safe in this room with my fire
Don’t paddle out. The water's high this time of . . .
Years of water erodes the angles that make up my face
Down into smooth assimilate
Stay Inside
She’s watching and waiting as you put more
Put more effort into these days
Until you slip and she can use your
Momentum to plow her blade
Pushed her knife up my chest
All my guts made a splash
Smiling comfortably
Build my cabin on the northern side of this island
So it feels like I’m going somewhere upstream
Every single time you have an idea for me
It ends up benefiting you
So let’s stay inside and do the same things
Locked away in our braincells
Just for a piece of mind we won’t leave for anyone else
What did you do with my
Smile from before the aisle
When we were awake
When . . .
When we were awake, when we were
When . . .
When we were awake, when we were
When . . .
When we are awake, when we are
When . . .
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Show Me the Shoulders
01:10
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It don't mix well does it?
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River Rats
04:42
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And we’re row, rowing down,
Rowing down the river
Snowflakes melt fast
As they touch the surface
Try not to tip the canoe
Your hair will get soaked
If you rock the boat
It is river skies just like these
That confuse people into thinking that there is a God
I never really wanted to believe
So I’m dying alone
Rapids throw
Dying alone
Once the ripples grab me and they
Take my breath
A sheet of ice over head
Puts me to rest
Looking up at the light
Black ring shrinking around my sight
But if I stay deep
Nothing can disturb this sleep
For eight winter months they're frozen in place
They never sank lower or aged
The fish frozen still and they will not remember right now
Until sun beams melts them out of their winter shells
So try not to tip the canoe
Your hair will get soaked
If you rock the boat
Underneath the ice, I can see right through it
Underneath the ice, I don’t feel like moving, Ice will stop the bruising
Underneath the ice, I can see right through it
Underneath the ice, I don’t feel like moving, Ice will stop the bruising
I don’t feel like moving
Can you let me know
When it’s safe
To go outside
Now is the moment
To stop this bedroom
From wilting my life
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Silverfin
03:43
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As I slipped on pieces
Shards of my reflection bury themselves in my skin
Couldn’t feel them sink in
And I still can’t feel who I am
Now I must choose
The piece with the least
Reflection of me
To pick from my skin
But not too big or it’s gonna bleed
Sip some, Till I’m numb
Now I’m numb
I cut my thumb
Ruby red beads
Sucked on my thumb
But no one could see
The glare hits my eyes
Reflections of me
I’m numb but not
Not quite empty
I’m dumb, the thought
The thought escapes me
I’m numb but not
I’m numb but not
Don’t cut, cut yourself from picking up the pieces
Don’t cut, cut yourself from picking out the pieces of yourself
After the floor gets swept clean
It glitters like silver from the pieces of me
Escaping the broom like autumn crows
Making their way back into my toes
“You’ll never change yourself for me.
Only when it benefits you”
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Everyone's Dad
01:54
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I never thought "Beat" was a good word
For what our hearts do
But the way it sounds when my friends say it
Always kept it in my mouth
Kept it in my mouth
Lose your body down the river
Turn up the
Rustling in the leaves
Just enough to shake loose a few leaves
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Rubber Vultures
04:28
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Feels good now that you’re gone,
But I needed you to crash and burn with
Dissected you, had to see what
See what makes you breath and swim so well
The formaldehyde it can change your eyes
From grassy greens to grayish blue
Because everyone thinks that goes better with blonde hair
But I always preferred the leaves in your stare
Between the legs first incision
You cannot go wrong
Now between the ribs
You’re not the same as when I
Met you and didn’t know how your insides worked yet
Remember when I told you love
Wasn’t real and made you cry
Lose your body down the river
Take note of the rustling in the trees
Just enough to shake loose a couple leaves
Lose your body down the river
Take note of the rustling in the trees
Just enough to shake loose a couple leaves
With the sun on our backs,
If we fall onto these shells,
No choice but to land on
Sharp shadows of ourselves
Shadows cutting in
Shells in the sand
Shadows cutting in
Shells in the sand
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Black Dirty Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Tyler Brooks - Gtr/Vox
Steve Camisi - Bass
Jim Burkhardt-Drums
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