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Infertile Soil
02:39
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Nothing ever grew in the gardens I tended
The seeds never sprouted and the flowers always withered away
I could never find the problem
Bound to me this mystery
I'll bring you dying roses and daisies to show you what to expect from me
'Cause I am barren
No, I'm soil where nothing grows for anyone
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Kindle and Phantom Limbs
04:32
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Transition
Into a shot to fill the screen
I can feel the warmth of the sun
A cool Brazilian breeze
I am content with the ones surrounding me
My friends, no, my family
I breathe to watch them breathe
I breathe to watch them breathe
I breathe to watch them breathe
My body was never meant to swim
Built from kindle and phantom limbs
But I'll gladly watch you grow
I'll gladly watch you go
Fear is such a heavy thing
It tears and rots such a filthy being
You were plant I could never touch
I a bad seed that thought too much
If the sun were such a fair warmer
I would've made it through the fucking winter
But I'll gladly watch you grow
I'll gladly watch you go
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Twenty Three
03:31
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Fumbling
I heard you scream
Glass shattered
Into the kitchen sink
Sleep walking
These floorboards creak
Sleep talking
You said I died in your dreams like every other night
Almost too close, you said my time is closing in
I see a bridge, I see cars, I see everything so vividly
Then I see their faces flash on the side of the road where the blood meets the concrete
It filled every crack
"You seem so calm, you seemed so poised
Could you see everything?
Did you see everything?"
Every morning I wake up from that dream each night
But it stays in my head like a flickering light
Every contrast in color when the blue sky met the red cement
Will you tell me to take every hard day in steps and every time that I panic take moments in breaths
Don't tell me to take every bad day in steps and every time that I panic take moments in breaths
'Cause nothing can change if that day ever comes, I'll feed into the spinning cars like a calming waltz
I'll count "one, two, three, one, two, three" 'til that spinning stops.
one, two, three
one, two, three
one, two, three
one, two, three
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Color
05:05
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Restless and tired
Hazy through the plastic
Nothing surrounding, an empty apartment
Left us a note on how it never got better you did
Did it feel good when you jumped from your body
What did you see?
You cried, "witness me"
Now it's tempting
Every pill keeps us dreaming
Relieving our bodies from treacherous minds
That won't pause for breathing
When moments becomes routines
Scarring was the new walking
I want to know what you saw when you took that last breath
What color you remember,
What shade did you get?
Was it black?
'Cause when it gets heavy all I see is nothing it's an abyss, a pit. That's too dark to find yourself out. Though I have better days I can't help but hear it calling back to me, l'appel du vide, never felt closer. And you never felt closer.
When I finally reach the other side
Where I hope it's on better terms
Like fireworks in the sky
I'll find color when i close my eyes
like fireworks in the sky
i'll find c o l o r when i close my eyes
w i l l i find color when i c l o se m y ey es
w i ll i
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