1. |
Outcome Blind
01:37
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blind
outcome blind
not but for one thing divined
time
each time
I play that trick just to find
my grand designs
belated
frustrated
I'm sure you'll find (you'll find that)
I can't make the big decisions (expectations flex and tremble)
I can't find the time (atrophy in time)
half way resigned
I've drawn the blinds
too tight
good night
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2. |
Consequence
04:15
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should I try to write with
consequence?
when there's no room left on the
bathroom stall palimpsest
such a natural crisis
for a natural scribe
what clever gift to leave behind?
should I find myself lacking
audience
with no one captive, raptured
contemplating, bated-breath
who will find me divisive?
why should i beguile?
when I'm to be thrown on the pile
all the while I'll hide
never to claim no prize
chimes whisper to me
"when it's your time
will there be a body to find?"
go my child
make your decision
don't you dare prove me right
don't get so caught up yet
hush now
let me make it plain
if you don't make your name
you're only to blame
all the while I'll hide
never to claim no prize
chimes whisper to me (chimes whisper so sweetly)
"when it's your time
will there be a body to find?" (defeat me)
stuck in superposition
the most and the least
always on the horizon
coming out of the east
should I try to write with
consequence?
when there's no room left on the
bathroom stall palimpsest
such a natural crisis
for a natural scribe
what parting gift to leave behind?
with only so much time
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3. |
Bluebells
02:55
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hear me out
patterns simply shout
push me now
see just how I forfeit
"it's no surprise"
voices softly chide
I'm compromised
bluebells a home of me
meant to be
fancyfree
how did you let yourself in so easily
so you've found
I'm steady losing ground
each redoubt
leveled by the lightest breeze
meant to be
fancyfree
how did you let yourself in so easily
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4. |
Unreal
02:50
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a dream
unreal
made powder-coated steel
erected January '95
the tempered glass facade commanding sight
in candy-colored light
a dream
made real
in candy-colored steel
tomorrow's architects conspiring grim
the frosted glass, the swaying sharktooth scrim
erected on a whim
you'll find out
when I want you to
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