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bluewark
03:17
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I took you to the airport
Newark's a shithole
I watched you stand in line
security takes a long time
People passing by ask:
are you alright?
There's traffic on I-95
but only on the northbound side.
I shoulda took the train
This start and stop is such a pain
The clutch kicks like a bull
tryna shake me off
I've driven through your neighborhood
memories that once felt good
Your mom still treats me like a friend
I'm never doing that again
the only thing is backpedaling
and closing doors and asking for more
and tryna keep a steady pace and saving face
and traffic on the highway
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the color blue
04:17
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you were on the other side of the living room
with the paper in between your hands
you were reading a piece about wealthy women
and the men that they were married to
you look more like a stranger just sitting there
than anyone I'd ever seen
time is the explosive that murders all
but the distance was the detonator
all at once it happened
then I realized that you were atomized
in the hot blast from those jet engines
your body disappeared
and part of you is still here
but what remains is a fraction of what you left behind
and those scraps that lie where your likeness was
they won't last me very long
these days I think of you
as the color blue
I see you almost everywhere
but what I really see is reflected light
that isn't even really there
I guess I never learned how to let things go
and they've been quite a home to me
the walls have kept me warm but they're far too close
so where do I put the first hole
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3. |
deep
05:12
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I waited alone
your bus was late getting in
and I was late too
your forehead it tastes
like dust and it clings to my lips
like the lost little kid you've always been
maybe you'll sing for me now
or have you been singing for all of these years
and I was just deaf to your words
too selfish to notice too foolish to hear?
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
the nervous exchange of looks
and looking away
and looking downwards
the rigid display:
oh hey, what's new
how ya been and where did you go
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I'm back on the plane
westward, and into the sun
and I'm hoping it swallows me
you run, like blood
so deep through me I know
but you're somewhere that I can't go
maybe you'll come back around
but these days it seems like you probably won't
and I'll be a stone in your shoe
that bites at your heels and keeps tripping you up
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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the mighty river pemi
04:19
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I used to go to a school in a small town
in northern New Hampshire
it wasn't a home but I loved who I met there
and the Pemigewasset was the center of life
as it flowed next to main street
but I had to leave it
and when I returned I had found that the friends I made had grown distant
and the mighty Pemi River had changed its colors six times since I'd seen it
I once met a girl who would soon fly for Scotland
and I held her up while she kept me grounded
and so this went on for a couple of years and now it is over
and I don't even know her
she brought me out to that god forsaken land just to tell me that she was leaving me
and In time she'll come to resemble those friends I had made in that small town
in northern New Hampshire
and I'll be a sinewy bone if you be red rover
and I'll be a sinewy bone if you be red rover
and I'll be a sinewy bone if you be red rover
and let me come over
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ther Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
the breaking of the world-cocoon
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