1. |
Lifetimes
05:33
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I just came here to say
that I love you, my friend
from a lifetime ago.
I've been out collecting
soul fragments from times long ago
and I see you and you know
what I know from times long ago.
I just came here to say
that I missed you, my friend
from a lifetime ago, and stranger,
you know what I know
from times long ago
before we had these bodies to look after.
I just came here to say
that there's so much I'm afraid to tell you
but you already know, little stranger, my friend
from lifetimes ago.
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2. |
Stone
03:07
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You, stone, found your way home
crashing through my window to strike at the bone
I send you back the way you came
full-force from the windowpane
The wound heals not
I make no sound
in the dark of night
there's just this to be found
the broken window the injured bone
you, stone, have again come round.
I breathe in pebbles I breath out rocks
pitted between a hard place
and the ticking clocks
send it to the womb
put it to sleep
but yours, yours is the stone I keep
yours, yours is the stone I keep
yours, yours is the stone I keep.
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3. |
I got my breath
04:24
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You've got your cheeky smile
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You got your wicked eyes
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You've got your shell of a heart
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You've got your Sunday shoes
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You've got your catcalls and you've got your stares
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You've got your bloodstained badge
And I've got my breath
I've got my breath.
You've got your chokehold
And I.
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4. |
A toast
05:17
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Let's raise a toast.
I'll raise a toast.
A toast to your good health,
before I break your glasses.
Here he is, our winning hero
hailing from a harrowing journey
the crowds rise to meet him
but I stand with wine in hand.
Let's raise a toast.
I'll raise a toast.
A toast to your good health,
before I break your glasses.
You make your way to the reception
carried in on the backs of men
whose names you'll never learn
and they'll never know the difference.
Let's raise a toast.
I'll raise a toast.
A toast to your good health,
before I break your glasses.
You and I have a history
though bleak as it may be
I live on through the things
you choose to forget
And for all the exposure
you've still not been
exposed for what you are
at least not 'til tonight.
Let's raise a toast.
I'll raise a toast.
A toast to your good health,
before I break your glasses.
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5. |
Battlefield
05:07
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I walk boldly, naked, into a battlefield in the dark of night.
Boldly, boldly.
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6. |
Socks
04:26
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I dream of socks with no holes
buttons on tight strings
pressed shirts airing in the breeze
I'd speak with peppermint breath
and clear eyes that slept
walk talk with skin smelling of citrus.
Shine in my hair
shine on my shoes
peppermint breath
socks with no holes.
I want a button-down tie
and a place to go
a friend to meet
a hand to hold
a neck to caress
lips to kiss
a bed to rest
a shield for a chest
food in a pantry
a hunger that tames
shine in my hair
buttons on tight strings
I dream of four walls
and a door that closes
a housemate to trust
in the middle of the night
not to come creeping into my bed
while I'm sleeping
while I'm sleeping
I want to forget the weight of your guilt
the look of your silhouette coming towards me
I put myself out onto the streets
for vultures to prey on, vultures to prey on
Cause you show me what you think I'm worth
And I believed you, yeah I believed you
Socks wearing holes
buttons hanging off the string
a bloody nose
taking whatever the night brings
And I do crave
a lover to trust
a friend to stand up when I'm kicked down
I'd sell my country for a decent wage
but what's decent in this age?
I dream of socks with no holes
buttons on tight strings
pressed shirts airing in the breeze
I'd speak with peppermint breath
and clear eyes that slept
walk talk with skin smelling of citrus.
Shine in my hair
shine on my shoes
peppermint breath
socks with no holes.
I want a button-down tie
and a place to go
a friend to meet
a hand to hold
a neck to caress
lips to kiss
a bed to rest
a shield for a chest
a bed to rest
a shield for a chest
a bed to rest
a shield for a chest
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Turnip Heart Rochester, New York
Turnip Heart is a performance art field study in self-preservation. Founded in 2018.
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