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Wound
03:31
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Where’s the levity
that now looks so brief
and that thin brevity
itself a sort of thief
the trees slope with grief
where there once was some gain
one more morning filled with frost
the same dragon never slain
if theres a puzzle laid in words
like a maze we might have learned (observe?)
then there’s a siren that we heard
and our steady climb deterred
I see you’re gearing for a fight
such a pugilist tonight
I am cross but I’m not armed
never had a heart to cause you harm
Chorus
Cradle these words like a wound
or evidence of room
to heal the things we said and did
or the things we just assumed
And so I am twice the thief
‘cause I never got relief
just laid there on a leash
insane with disbelief
I’ll no longer nurse my heart
with the bitter milk of hate
A better day yearns
And I will not be late
Chorus
Cradle these words like a wound
or evidence of room
to heal the things we said and did
or the things we just assumed
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2. |
Heavy Bored
03:14
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Berryman admits that he is heavy bored
Of these things I've been informed
We've been charting the start in the stars
Exactly when it was she got born
She must think I am irrelevant
She must think I am her elephant
Something she can't take down
Or put her arms around
Her face lifts like an early fog
Shaken loose by the clumsy dawn
Lines on her eyes crawl on
Her voice boils like a frog
Lights blot the street like bruises
A catwalk striped bright where it chooses
this promenade of empty lanes --release the victim from the blame
like a path cut straight from Abel to Cain
Drained like a bathtub full of mud
Or a broken nose dripping blood
Drained like the ink from a pen
Or colorful life drawn from the dead
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3. |
Face
02:48
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the smell of gas stains
hours drained away
off the worn down edge
to the river’s dredge
old thoughts drop like flies
from the reach of my mind
shrunk like the atoms we can’t find
imaginary sublime
we should be in our prime
transcending our time
but like thickets in a rhyme
our powers subside
now there’s freeways i can’t hide
and a bridge that i can’t find
I follow lights slung through the air
like a tired strung out stare
we’ve got water in our shoes
babies born blue as chicago
coming out they sing for air
but the breath just isn’t there
and if we were broke as bone
then I would push for big reform
if our spirits are bruised
I see why they shoot
it’s making them crazy
to stand in our shoes
pulling teeth at the root
sinking in truth
if he don’t seem to try
he’s already died
we should be in our prime
transcending our time
but like thickets in a rhyme
our powers subside
now there’s places I can hide
Gonna bridge my darker side
the shallow lights aren’t even there
i am tired, strung out bare
we’ve got water in our lungs
cause we couldn’t make the hollow
coming up we try for air
but the breath just isn’t there
and if we were broke as bone
then I would do this alone
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4. |
Sunflower
03:05
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More coastline to shoot
and no more love to loot
we are lighter for what we lose
like empty hands we bruise
I can tell that you got someone else
to take down off your shelf
someone to keep close
to the spaces you like most
This sunflower bends toward the sun
but I am the moon
Now these creaking dawns
they don’t live long
after restless purple nights
the heavy morning feels wrong
so lets call this a treaty
like in your well lit graffiti
secret artists painting flowers
only in the hidden hours
i’d paint a steady porch
fireworks like a torch
i’d paint a waterfall so tall
that it’d lead up to the stars
i’d paint the red tooth of a peak
like a warm blushing cheek
i’d paint a tower and a car
a few books and a guitar
there were places we got to go
things between we came to know
and now I know what you know
and I will leave it alone
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5. |
Constellation
02:35
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If you wanna hear my story
let me see your stars
let me dive into your window
and i’ll navigate your scars
I’ll read the history in your bones
map out the trail to you
like streetlines in headlights
connect the things we do
But baby don’t you know I cannot stay
and I cannot stay away
even as I fall to the ground
i just miss the earth and turn around
i think you came here to erase me
take the memory of my name
like wind can take the hillside
and turn it to a flame
you told me that i need someone
who is more like me
I want someone I cannot defeat
I can see now you won’t stick around
for one more retreat
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the hollows of the evening
are waiting for you
the hardness of the floor darling
will soften for you
the windows are all resting
their eyes for you
the cupboards are all creaking
anticipating you
I've memorized your features
imagining you
if your plane don't arrive on time
there’ll be a broken law between us
somewhere down the line
my tired eyes are sinking
here without you
the lesser men are drinking
lamenting you
But I’ve worn the edges off
a picture of you
I’ve got my fingers crossed
your flight comes through
or the hounds will go out
and bring me to you
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Drive North Oxford, Ohio
Tyler lives in Alaska and Joe lives in Ohio. They put together these songs and no one ever tells them how to do that. This is how they want it to sound. Have a listen. These songs came a long way to meet you.
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