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My older brother said not to give up on it. Sideways on a park bench, morning light. Sing like an angel, cry like an infant. Feel elated when you call me. Riding out the bad vibes, tripping on my front porch. Blood spilled in the bookstore, springtime. We glow golden holding candles. The King's gravesite in mid-August.
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Lifting you towards the attic door
My hands on your hips
We fell in a tangle of limbs
Ash fell from my eyes
Suddenly at the back of the house
Sprinklers in the sun
Naked against a yellow wall
Dust fell from my mouth
Bound by our ponytails braided into one
You can be my baby now
And I will be your man
Spread out across the Salton Sea
Seagull's blood and bone
Air was thick, we choked it down
Laughing cola smiles
When we came to the edge of it all
You were not around
South Dakota, midwest Queen
Straddled by the belt
Bound by our ponytails braided into one
You can be my baby now
And I will be your man
Rhinestones in a plastic bag
Kiss me on the crown
You can be my baby now
And I will be your man
Rhinestones in a plastic bag
Kiss me on the crown
You can be my baby now
And I will
be your
man
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3. |
Haunted Condo Blues
06:44
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Broken leg bird radio
Anaheim wind's still
Pushed a shopping cart off of a cliff
Valley echoed back
We laugh too loud
Make our papas proud
At the bottom of the well
Howling at the moon
Youth will be the death of me
Haunted condo blues
We laugh too loud
Make our papas proud
Floating lanterns out to sea
We watched dressed in black
Touch my shoulder, fingertips
The ice melts in your glass
We laugh too loud
Take me home with you tonight
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Amazing Grace
03:25
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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me, like me
I once was lost, but now am found
Was blind, but now I see. I see.
Once you held the midland wolves
In a copper wire cage
We went running on the road
And ate the white moth's wings
Sacrifice in Rainey Park
With the Rooster's orange blood
Four small eggs and a pile of change
At the roots of a gnarled tree
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Joy
06:13
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Joy is what we're after
The laughter of the clouds
Crowns of sound and hailing
Holy be thy name
Joy if it doesn't kill me
Triumph even if it does
10,000 volts of lightning
Stemming from my lips
(Fleeing through my toes)
(Gunning for my heart)
Sort of like the joy of falling
Or dying in a dream
Water off a rock cliff
Billowing in steam
Hammering the instrument
Hard enough to feel
The light that it is made of
That is joy and it is real
Oh, there is perfect violence
On the dunes out by the beach
We wiped the blood from our swords
On driftwood and on grass
Where did you get this idea
of the concept of a soul?
What are you doing in South Korea?
You need to come back home
Joy is what we're after
The laughter of the clouds
Crowns of sound and hailing
Holy be thy name
Joy if it doesn't kill me
Triumph even if it does
10,000 volts of lightning
Stemming from my lips
(Fleeing through my toes)
(Gunning for my heart)
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California Scenario
03:15
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On the tarmac
Heat of the morning sends ripples across
Smiling pilot apologizes on the intercom
Filled with illness
Silica gel in my ears and eyes
Oh, dear boyfriend
Take your sweet back and turn towards the sun
Cave your brains in
Shave that thing off, you look ridiculous
There's my papa wading slow with hollow bones
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7. |
Drone
19:59
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Drone
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Ben Seretan Climax, New York
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