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the fourth
05:43
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sperm swam at random
and you were born handsome
with a history of cancer
that weighs on your mind
and i was born ugly
so nobody loved me
but when you've got money
people are kind
but you're gonna die, "man"
like i'm gonna die, "man"
but i'll be covered in diamonds
while worms eat your eyes
when you least expect it
you might get your throat slit
on public transit
riding at night
you can cycle through chords
as i drum to the sound
of crying and gnashing of teeth
i'll just hang on the fourth
with my thumb in my mouth
it doesn't matter to me
it doesn't matter to me
so now when i'm riding
i try memorizing
all advertisements
they market to men
so when i see a product
i'll know that i want it
and reach for my wallet
to buy it again
you can cycle through chords
as i drum to the sound
of crying and gnashing of teeth
i'll just hang on the fourth
with my thumb in my mouth
it doesn't matter to me
it doesn't matter to me
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2. |
ugly moon
06:04
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ugly moon but you look good from the front
lovely satellite reflecting the sun
i imagined time would change you some
but you've learned nothing from the things that you've done
i remember back when i was a kid
empty pocket with a sky for a lid
i loved you more than i would like to admit
but i'm still reeling from the things that we did
i knew that something wasn't right i didn't know nothing was wrong
paler now like i've been out of the sun
paler now like i've been losing some blood
i imagined time would change me some
but still i thought i'd stay the person i was
but ugly moon you know i'm different now
don't say you don't know what i'm talking about
all the details i've been leaving out
all the subjects you've been dancing around
i knew that something wasn't right i didn't know nothing was wrong
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3. |
drag your cloud
05:33
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the streetcar's on the horizon
and the lantern's always lit
and i've got time
to think and write
and money left to spend
my bones are all in alignment
got a little room i rent
but i've dragged a cloud
through every town
i've ever lived within
the curtains part to let the light in
and the ledge is always filled
with peonies
and nectarines
you're at the windowsill
the evening's still on your eyelids
but the morning's on your lips
you're crying now
"what's this about
was it something that i did?"
it's an image i've tried memorizing
but your face is always hid
by little clouds
that trickle out
from the places i forget
so if that streetcar's on the horizon
if that lantern's lit again
i've dragged your cloud
through every town
i've lived in ever since
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4. |
slow death in a warm bed
05:04
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sky been looking so clouded
like the one good eye of your hound is
i can deal with his howling
but the click and drag of these houses...
there must be something that's left underneath
something they couldn't find
or else i wouldn't keep living here
or else i wouldn't be dying
a slow death in a warm bed
a slow death in a warm bed
an old friend a safe bet
a slow death a slow death
imagine saying your goodnights
his side / your side
say you can deal with some compromise
but for the rest of your life...?
there must be something you find hard to leave
something he still provides
or else you wouldn't keep living here
or else you wouldn't be dying
a slow death in a warm bed
a slow death in a warm bed
an old friend a safe bet
a slow death a slow death
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5. |
fog
07:57
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you woke up with him again
slipped out and left him where he laid
hoped today would be the day
tied your hair all up in braids
watched the fog roll down the plain
skies implied impending rain
this time you knew
tonight you'll prove him wrong
took his keys and got away
headlights barely pierced the haze
drove a hundred anyway
you knew no eye or instrument
could predict or comprehend
what might lie around the bend
the light the view
the fight you'll lose
for fun you knew
tonight you'll prove him wrong
those familiar trees and signs
appeared before then moved behind
to disappear into the white
your eyes were fixed upon the mirror
awaiting what might be revealed
when the fog would finally clear
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6. |
dim light coming down
07:14
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you were waiting on the corner
for a bus that never showed
you saw the likeness of your father
floating high above the road
but you'd been drinking when you saw him
and your mind was moving slow
like your ears were full of cotton
so what he said you'll never know
later on out on the water
you felt a presence in your boat
hit the lights and killed the motor
only to find yourself alone
so you fumbled through your pockets
hoping you could find a smoke
wondered how you're still hungover
from what you drank three nights ago
coming down
there's a dim light
a narrow sound
opening wide
getting loud
getting real quiet
slipping out
slipping in like
a tongue
i went walking in my dress shoes
i left my wallet and my phone
but i lost track of my direction
caught in the rain on my way home
i'm not sure what i was expecting
i guess i really should have known
i'd find you right there where i left you
that i could never be alone
coming down
there's a bright light
a gentle sound
opening wide
getting loud
or staying real quiet
slipping out
slipping in like
you've done
coming down
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7. |
like a movie
04:04
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it felt like a movie
it felt like a film
the moon and the music
the rain and the kiss
our synchronized movements
the way we were lit
the camera always floating close behind us
it felt like a movie
it felt like a film
to think you could love me
it didn't feel real
if just for a moment
thought my heart might spill
the quiet truths i'd hoped that it was hiding
it felt like a movie
some old-fashioned film
the colours all muted
the lights growing dim
it all failed to move me
the acting felt limp
but it might have just come down to lazy writing
it felt like a movie
the roles that we filled
spread out on the driveway
the box of my things
i feared you might leave me
but never like this
i thought that i could tell when you were lying
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