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1 kid
00:55
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I saw a kid on a train
I saw a kid on a train
Headed east from city hall
Surrounded by people so tall,
Wide-eyed
Wide-eyed and full of fright
Blinded by the sight of God
How strange to be born
How strange to be born in a time like now
When everybody’s freakin out
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big papi lassos the moon
02:58
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My favorite baseball player was shot with a gun
On vacation in the country that he comes from
But they flew him back to boston the day afterward
He’ll go back to hittin triple plays from what i heard
But my buddy’s gettin married to his college boo
He hasn’t popped the question yet but i'm sure he will soon
Itll do my heart good to see them raise a kid
Despite this hopeless way of living we’ve inherited
I’ve grown accustomed to discomfort from a stubborn burn
Of a disappointment older than m grandma’s urn
I wanna leave it all behind me, it would make me glad
But I still can’t leave an airport without looking back
What did you say
What did you do today
I’m uncertain of this theme that ties this all together
But there a very certain somethin about rainy weather
That keeps my heart thinkin backwards and my mind feelin numb
I always seem to lose my head when the summer comes
These days the only useful thing that ive been thinkin of
Is that this life will pull you further from the things you love
And you should do what you can to keep yourself on track
Because the season’s only started and you signed a contract
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I cannot bear to be water that you cannot drink
My camel’s got a real sore back, and he’s about to have a heart attack
I would not trade for his spine, but there’s an aching need of mine
To live off a single sip and thrive with every extra drip
Oooo
You were my one bad dream the year that I was 23
The chirp of a chickadee; you unmade a man of me
That thing you call a small crack is growing wider from every act
Dams break from the things they hold as my bones grow cold
Ooo
Turn a light on
Sing a good song
Leave the light on
What did you say
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love is always
04:12
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i’m tryna practice letting go
Of the things that i don’t have a right to hold onto
It’s funny how things happen so slow
They float like a feather, then sink like a stone
You could be a bird, high above your anger
I could be a boat–i just need an anchor
Something about how things are easier they are
Some tired anecdote about butterflies in jars
Just because its difficult doesn’t mean it’s cruel
I don’t follow the rules, I follow you
I’m tryna practice listening
To the people that matter the most to me
Love is always glistening
And so are the ones who answer its needs
Massive as the sun, stormy as the ocean
Solid as a gun, loud as an explosion
I think I was born an ostrich with feathers in my feet
Maybe a large flamingo that wasn’t painted pink
But I have been opened and am now open to the end
And beginning again with two hands
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impossible things
02:59
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Tell me what you’ll always remember
Tell me what you won’t forget
There are impossible things that you’ll never notice
With outcomes that you won’t expect
Except for the one of which you are certain
That ends in a dance with the dead
Hovering like a halo, hanging heavy overhead
You have a beauty that passes right through me
And bounces around in my chest
Its a great thing of wonder that i’ve been crushed under
I wish I was more at my best–
Not fighting off a flickering thought
That sometimes sounds a scream
No one ever after’s ever coming after me
OOOO
Will the end be coming soon? or will we hum a different tune?
Are any of us coming back? have I made most of what i have?
I could have built a microphone that changes how my body grows
I could have been less terrified of our remaining years
Before we’re just a melody in heaven’s many ears
Hmm
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a brief moment
03:23
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4 to the floor, a whiskey or more
I moved my hips in a way I hadn’t before
You matched my stride. I felt alive,
Finally knowing what beautiful feels like
In a rumble and a roar, only wanting more
You were so tall, but far off and small
From where i was standing, I thought you might fall
To see the face of such a place is truly a gift, and a great act of grace
If this moment had a hand, i would squeeze as tight as I can, until all my fingers broke
Big light, so bright, knowing you feels right
To me, bluish tree humming so sweetly: tell me
How does that song go again? The one we always sing with our friends
A prayer for the summer, first of november. it always comes late, which I never remember
Is there an end to this up and down? Is there a bottom to this always around?
Like a bear in a trap, or a moon in it’s waning, I’ve got my doubts–but I sure ain’t faking.
I’ll be afraid of you soon, i know it sounds crazy but it always comes true.
Weary from unnaming all of these reasons, dizzy from no small changing of seasons
I can’t believe the things that you say when i’m not around
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a whisper
01:03
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with you
03:15
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When does worry turn to loss?
When does loss become grief?
I’d rather not know when, but I think that it happened
And maybe i’m wrong, but i’m twisting in place in the tiniest space
How did normal change so fast?
When did my heart expand in the place where it feels hurt?
Everything is smaller now, except for a whisper that roars so loud
that it might be a message for you: “something left when you stepped out”
I don’t wanna say that I blame you
(but it’s easier to)
and superstitious leanings for magical thinking.
But maybe it’s not, and the world disappeared with you
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2 holidays
05:07
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Home for christmas is nice
It started snowing during silent night
The savior was born so that God’s will would be done
But he only left us alone, and didn’t save anyone
We didn’t build this place
We rest in homes that we didn’t make
We were put here, whether we like it or not
Nobody asked it we wanted to watch it all fall apart
To old year ended last night
We gathered around to pretend that the new one would make things right
I like to believe that there is a moment in between
Both the end and beginning, when we are all free
Last fall a stray cat broke into our house
For unknown reasons, it wasn’t even that chilly out
He is with me almost always, when i’m home
But sometimes he sleeps downstairs when he wants to be alone
Do you love someone?
Do you show it enough?
With your actions, and in the way you talk?
Cuz if you don’t do something, it doesn’t matter
There’s a whisper in my ear
It only speaks to me of fear
But I won’t pay it no mind
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