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God Forbid
02:17
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Sunspots caught along the path
Soft and twinkling like wet grass
Ants and bees cool in the shade
Beneath the eclipse where we laid
God forbid they hurt you
This should be their curfew
They'll choose their harsh words carefully
(endorphins bursting through their teeth)
Articulate your latest dream
(drawn on a chalkboard tapestry)
So friends of yours can come along
(they never meant to do you wrong)
And keep it down where it belongs
(hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)
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Thermals
04:15
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I'm wasting time, reducing oxygen
and marching through the archways of my zen
and I'm alright
might not be home tonight
Stacey writes on napkins underneath
mirrored ceiling and smoky canopy
and she's okay
might not be home today
There's a million things
that she could've fit in her suitcase
but uncertainty packed a picture of me
It's too sad to say
will leaving lead you the right way?
bury your hallowed qualms
find yourself in new arms
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Swim
05:04
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I hope you know that you let yourself down
when you want me to think I keep you around
You make a choice to go but leave things behind
a mess to clean once you've made up your mind
I wish you knew yourself as well as I know you
'cuz when you don't, you're really alone
and I know where that pain can come from
So come on, clean up
Molly tested the water with her toes
and she shivered so soundly through her bones
When I was young I didn't know the difference
between potholes and papa's foot prints
One foot at a time
Did it hurt? Did you know? Letting go
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Reservoir
02:07
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Listen and leave
was so pleased to meet you
with hands that claimed
felt the same
Was it too easy for you?
Couldn't you sit still?
Memories, leave dreams, shut-in, start fresh tomorrow
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5. |
Stream Dream
02:35
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Ankles just like apple cores
tell my time's a marrow bore
sleep alone during the day
our dreams can carry us away
White wakefulness can clock us in
while dizzy slipping streams will spin
Glass on, stumble sickly down streets
like trickle rain, hold back the repeats
White wakefulness will wash us in
while dizzy dripping dreams will end
like hopes, you'll know my head's absurd
I'll probably never say a word;
You've heard
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Mush
02:41
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Spastic thoughts
smudged onto your wall
and tobacco stains in the carpet
In moldy clothes, you thought a book you'd read
was a means to make you more cryptic
It's all coming to a close now,
no more sidewalk love
because it's all been squeezed out
the mush you were once made of
But stop,
Let's walk home
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//dollys was a three piece band that wrote candid, harmony-filled indie pop.
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