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The Grim Pill
04:42
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"The Grim Pill"
Oh, I feel so awful today
Working on a problem in the very worst way.
Looping through my brain
Wishing for someone to tell me, "You're not going insane."
Found
Down in green
They all stop to talk on me
Namu Amida Butsu x2
Light fragments strike my skin
Risking loss of heat
Sharing in the joy of everything
Taking in the moment of release
In a pocket underground
Took myself below and tried to stay.
Woke up in the dark
Short of an intention, and an urge to get away.
Found
Down in grey
They all stop to talk on me
Namu Amida Butsu x2
Light fragments strike my skin
Risking loss of heat
Sharing in the joy of everything
Taking in the moment of
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Poisson Distribution
03:56
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"Poisson Distribution"
Plain as day: we can see the way the fragrance sways in the window; floating dust motes collapsed and broken, frozen open and stoned to the point of no repair, all the air flowing like crows across a crystal clear screen disgorged and bleeding its dreams up on everything, and I see: the rocks rose up to the closed door; oceans pour through the hole in the heart.
Overture to the spinning wheel: recordings waver on the skin as the light spills on the walls, and gravity falls on the hard spine -- bending its mind -- rainbow'd and driving a path through the shy, hard vine to find the inner rind.
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Captain Trips
05:12
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"Captain Trips"
his shoulders hurt
his shoulders hurt
honey get your phone, you don't want to miss this
her buttons popped
her buttons popped
spill out of your dress spill out of your dress
the phone goes:
ohhhh
they pull the post, oppose, suppose, and notice no one shows up
they cull the growth and snow the slopes and it's all too cold to coast up
they host an ouever for an overboard and own up to their grown up lies
the crew cut through the crowd without a sound they threw a cloud to euthanise
my flu unfolds
my flue unfolds
honey get the comb, you don't want to kiss this
her bubble popped
her bubble popped
spill out of your mess spill out of your mess
they pull the post, oppose, suppose, and notice no one shows up
they cull the growth and snow the slopes and it's all too cold to coast up
they host an ouever for an overboard and own up to their grown up lies
the crew cut through the crowd without a sound they threw a cloud to euthanise
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intermission
01:38
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Consilience
04:51
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out wake the dream
06:28
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"Isn't It Pretty To Think So?"
Take the time to feed
All the light you freed
All good desires do best
When you've been looking away
Moan a moment as you ride
Floating by the seaside
All good desires do best
When you've been looking away
- silence -
crows don't know the ocean like You do
slow enough to drown us to sleep
don't ignore my eyes, you told me He was home
The air was yours to own
All the rest was on loan
All good desires do best
When you've been looking away
You're potent for a piece
A moment of release
All good desires do best
When you've been looking away
crows don't know the ocean like You do
slow enough to drown us to sleep
"don't ignore my eyes," you told me
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