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added words
02:10
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I saw a big cloud in the parking lot behind the concert. I heard the rain falling. I fell in love with its song. I added words and they were about how the world is locked in with no way to get out. And how we're just like Coke cans that float in the ocean. It's like begging the black sky to help solve our problems.
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truly
03:12
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I landed on the ground in the morning and the snow. I melted down an inch. The air it stopped my lungs from breathing in. The sun was all I had of the state I left and I kept it in my chest. Truly, the wind is strong. Sadly, it blew me far from home. Truly, my home's not. Sadly, where I thought. Truly, you are gone. Sadly, you took my home along.
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among buildings
04:42
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Eyes, I know you can. Don't close or blink. Just let the light in. Know where you are and who you're there with. Guess as to who stands in the distance. What do you want in your life? I don't believe it's me. But if I could stop the noises from your window, would you go to sleep? I drove away from mountains to get lost among buildings that hold the days reflection stories out of reach. They know the sun won't leave them in its bed where it left me with my golden arms around it. The sun thawed them and then it burned me.
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In dark and blooming night with mighty branches. Walking frozen palmed to show the nervous, tumbling world that things fall. You should pick them up. To show my dying atmosphere that you've come to patch me up. Your eyes spin with worlds inside. A new home with new stars to look on and greener hills. A resolute ground to live my human life on.
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skeleton hand
04:22
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A home in the woods. The fire's on while you read a book. Do you feel a hole in your sock? Are you scared you're lost? Have you forgotten to dog ear the page? Don't feel ashamed. Wouldn't it be great if your friends sang you off to sleep? You'd never have to sing. Your friends know everything anyways and besides you'd only fuck it up being confusing. You always do. You can't stop it. A home under the ice. That skeleton hand that holds closed your eyes, keeps you awake when you drive, and cuts your tongue like a knife. A room of voices in an all out fist fight. You turned out the lights. Freeze your hands and head back to dreams of red trees in moonlight and cold air too. You can't stop it.
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There are bounds that hold my hands and kiss my mouth. They lock me in to a grey world where the green fades fast. Except the cash, but I can't hold onto that. When I feel lost inside parking lights, billboard signs; I am a howling giant that's been cut down to size by his own bear trap teeth. It's just one cave in a dead end sea. But if I must live in this cage, I'll write fuck all gods on its walls and scream. I am not going to be another dog on leash. I will live how I please and never stop singing.
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blue ghost
03:58
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I was in lamp water and salt burned my eyes. I closed them tight but they couldn't hide. I saw a great beast floating above me. It sounds so lonely. Here I lay in lamplights to melt the fog that falls in my eyes from mountaintops. They rain down on me and sing "come on climb up! Lay beneath my trees and sleep in my cold mud." I felt the sea freeze and block out the sun's heat. I was underneath. But outside of this dream I'm in my house. Outside of this nightmare I'm lost in clouds that chased me down from the foothills I climbed. From that something I thought I would find in the snow. In the snow I was only cold. And that lonely ghost, that awesome, homeless floating boat sang "I'm on my own!"
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in the sky
04:38
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In cold air, the world was running. Rolling, I was a bone in it's back. And you my dear were a part of its breathing. You swayed in. You stayed trapped in its chest. In my dark nights the sun will keep warm. In my bright days you'll dream about living your life in the dark sky outside this world. And bouncing the suns lights down. I'd be the clouds that rain down on our old home when all the people stay hiding inside. I'd know winds and sing storms and float around in the night sky closest to your light. You'd hear me sound .... And I'd sing "when the world dies, we'll meet in the ground around it... the black sky." It's an old world in the sky.
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home
02:40
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The page turned, the mark fell out on the floor and it's too dark to read now. Dark hills stand like waves falling slowly on my car. You're not alone and I'm far away. You're not aware that you're the only page I haven't read. You're far away and I'm not alone. You're so awake and you are at home.
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warm rain
03:15
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The sky turned red and clouds came from nowhere. I ran home to the phone with the warm rain in my hair. I've been collecting charred rocks and twigs to shape you a message in the burning sand. The water chased us up onto dry land. It burned us through our shoes until we both started talking. I need to see your eyes up close again. I need to sleep in your bed before I disappear. I'm not scared.
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We need to sing (repeats) when dark sky swallows light. And find safety in the night. And hear other voices hum. To know we're not alone. So he'll feel us while he's gone. So she'll notice what she lost. Shh, the old world is sleeping. And its snoring mouths are steaming. Louder, sing to let it know we're coming. Louder, wake them up. While their lungs still are breathing. To keep our hands from freezing. And huddle close and know only together can we grow. After we leave this show. On the drive back home. Under the black sky up above. Beneath mountains of useless junk. To this lonely giant. To show him that he's blind. Songs into the night. And in this way, we'll fight. Sing bright like candle lights. We need to sing.
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