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Second Thief
03:26
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Calamine spoke of the real world again
And wonders where every one has gone
She wonders why every has gone away
Babies are missed in a flock of birds
The hurdles of wasting away
There's nowhere to land in the roll of the sea
"Calamine" carved in a willow tree
But no one is here to believe
If no one is here then it can't be real
Cities are left, but I thought they'd leave
She's here as a second thief
If no one is here then you're welcome to be
Calamine spoke of the end of days
I just wish she'd have kept them for me
A spoil in the ripple, effect the disease
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2. |
Same Song Number Two
04:16
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Needle like a pen
Air conditioner is on
I can't see the words
If they've been written on your arm
Walking with a bag
I want to stop before you're gone
Instead I wait a day
To write a basic song
Shoes are hung like clothes
It's been rainy every day
I saw you make a mess
Because there was no where it could go
Give me one more time
To redo what I've done wrong
Instead I'll sit around
And write a basic song
Short of breath, I walk
"I should remember your name"
You could have been a June
But it was longer than I thought
I hear you wait for night
But every day has been long
I wish I could have helped
I just wrote a song
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3. |
Blank On Vinyl Thin
03:44
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It's an impossible prediction
Found my suicide prevention
In a hand made cup
With flowers on the neck
There's an absolute remission
By some quarter inch incision
From the left ear to the right
Then out the door
I've been here more than once before
Started blank on vinyl thin
Sorted air waves with a pin
And a tortured arm with
A barricaded sleeve
I want to work with no exception
Give me trees in one dimension
Find a bathroom with advice
I really need
Oh, supplement mind
Come as you please
I was already ready to go
Filtering your own collection
Getting sick of repetition
In a handle bag
From good ol' company
And all around is penciled in
A here and there for some direction
In a handmade cup with flowers
For the bees
Oh, supplement mind
Come as you please
I was already ready to go
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4. |
Gnome Name
04:06
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Garden gnomes and tiny homes
Music that plays in the dark
Sugar mines and planting trees
Wait for the afternoon
It calms the need and pours a few
Getaways and medicine
Something is coming soon
Tell me why I've gotta do
Whatever you tell me to
If I'm going high then I'm going true
Do I wonder about looking for seed?
If they cared for you, don't give it to me
A foolish man, a heavy-weight
Designed to be corporate
Tesselate, it got me through
It helped when I needed you
And it fared me good when I thought I won
A centrifuge, it boiled two
I'm glad we could separate
Calamine, your other's name
I'll put up my guard again
Do I wonder about looking for seed?
If they cared for you, don't give it to me
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5. |
Natural Affair
02:50
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Morning dusts her favorite rock
Docks await their summer rot
I happened here again
But found you faithful to your vine
I struck a match without the box
And burned the ends of soiled cloth
Wrapped me up in arms and laid there naked one more time
Where have you been?
A stupid thought....
I need a friend
Who doesn't talk
Where have you been?
In the forward rushing in?
It's the little things on manic walks
I hate the noise around the fog
Love is just a thrill a biochemist could design
But your design'll be by kill
I'll show you all my sealed leaves
Doctor made a pill to help understand you over time
Where have you been?
A stupid thought....
I need a friend
Who doesn't talk
Where have you been?
In the forward rushing in?
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6. |
It's Your Dog, Not You
03:09
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I don't mind watching your dog for the day
I know you've got a lead on a few
Past lives are spitting you out anyway
So come on
Girl, you've got paws like the Queen of Romaine
Tell me what you want me to do
Push you around in a cart like a baby
Come on....
I'm not leaving
Changing the locks on the door
I don't mind feeding you turkey in bed
Mamma didn't want me to
Fools only leave me in charge of their lovers
Come on....
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7. |
No Fillers
03:00
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Televised, manic, depressed
"Go clean up the isle"
Half is one while the other is discover and hide
Carried a mess to the car like clean on a wire
A desert to some but the need is greater
Than mine
Using today as a day of search and divide
Carrying plans like the blue ones hidden inside
Suddenly everything goes like going away
The karma is sweet when it feeds off fillers
And dyes
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8. |
Almond
02:40
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Spoon fed for baby rumors
Held me under water
Hold my breath until I sing
News traveled far and heavy
Cashed your checks for crew-lined jeans
And Benzene 43
I was sent here to watch the almonds fall to the ground
Not unlike the lengthy span of hang around
She waved around the burner
Suckled from the tree that gave her food
But none for me
With pursed lips like coiled spring
Kissed me one more time
I felt the need to disagree
I was sent here to pull the skin around the seed
Not unlike the one you pulled away from me
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9. |
Trinkets
02:25
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Afternoon, good afternoon again
Kids are swinging their palms of kerosene
Trinkets found in a pack of last year's things
Take me out on a walk before I forget
Watch what happens first
Sunlight only burns the worst
Longer lines of cars and talk of the white
Friends all notice too but lie over time
People dressed like new on the fourth of July
Go on acting crazy or else I'll forget
Watch what happens first
Your shimmering years will always turn to dirt
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Clay Bed Submersible Portland, Oregon
My name is Keegan. Thank you for listening.
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