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Wingwinder
03:07
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wingwinder,
such a funny little thing
wingwinder,
you haven’t heard from me in years, I think
wingwinder, oh
I dreamt you got old
I don’t dream anymore
was I ever really welcome in your home?
I just barged my way in
didn’t I? didn’t I?
I remember the day it hit me
I’d never hear your voice again
I’ve held that memory so tight
it’s whittled down to almost nothing
but I feel it still, old friend
wingwinder,
and I still would let you in
wingwinder,
such a funny little thing
wingwinder, oh
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The Soccer Star
03:25
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he said you're the last of your parents’ hopes
and you can’t keep up anymore
he had pictures of every love you’d ever known
and he’d loved them all before
he was drunk again on his father’s gin
had been out til 3 the prior night
said you did not know what you meant to him
and he’d never set that right
he said the gift you get for being human
is the guarantee that someday you’ll care
“all you wanted was to stay special
to score the winning goal like you did when you were young
all you wanted forever running in the sun
well run, my love, just run”
he said November will tear through you
and I won’t be by your side
you will break every bone that once carried you
and I won’t be by your side
oh I swear that in time you too will bear the truth
and I won’t be by your side
and the gift you get for being human
is the guarantee that someday you’ll care
all you wanted was to stay special
to score the winning goal for a crowd that’s long moved on
all you wanted forever running in the sun
well run, my love, just run
and in the moment that you first asked will you come home with me
I only acquiesced cause you looked so close to tears
and I’m so sorry if I’m to blame for who you might have been
but you’d know nothing’s ever quite as it appears
he said go on and give up again
I won’t hold you back anymore
I remember the road to meet my dearest friend
but I can’t quite picture the door
when your children ask who you used to be
just show them a hallway winding on
when your children ask who you used to be
just laugh and say that part of you is gone
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she knows she’s gonna die
she knows she’s gonna die
she won’t live to see the spring
she is half psychotic and far too thin
she says once there was a time
she says once there was a time
when I loved you enough to call you the seer
when I held you, naked and sweating with fear
the bathtub is full of mud
the bathtub is full of mud
I open the drain but nothing moves
and in the morning, neither do you
and you say go on, give yourself rope burns
for what you choose to believe
go on, give yourself rope burns
or don’t
and an acid burn through silk
reveals your clearest view to a kill
so you sleep through Christmas to hide from the truth
and you laugh through tears at your own haunted youth
and you drop the gun right before it shoots
and you drop the gun before it aims at you
and you say go on, give yourself rope burns
for what you choose to believe
go on, give yourself rope burns
or don’t
but she knows she’s gonna die
she knows she’s gonna die
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4. |
Seventeen
03:07
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sight unseen, untouched, unclean
a promise, laser beam
still with her jaw wired shut, she speaks
what would you do without me?
and I say if I were God, I know
I’d make this world just so
nobody wants to be alone
nobody ever called you home
and someday we will right all our wrongs
and time will set us free
we’ll spread our ashtrays over the giving tree, baby
sight unseen, untouched, unclean
a promise, laser beam
still with her jaw wired shut, she speaks
what would you do without me?
and in the dawn I wake by your side
and death seems far from me
you don’t know how I’ve longed for a place to be, baby
sight unseen, untouched, unclean
a promise, laser beam
still with her jaw wired shut, she speaks
what would you do without me?
still with her jaw wired shut, she speaks
what would you do without me?
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5. |
A Knife and a Songbird
03:02
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as you slept I touched your skin
just to let blood rush against blood
I felt like I really knew you, my only love
a survival of someone’s decree
that you should be made to exist
you, a survival of someone else’s wish
in the night you had a knife and a songbird
and a bucket of kerosene
the laughing dogs dragged me through the woods by the neck
to the houses of the people you’d been
and peering through every spattered keyhole
I could still see your lonely face
singing and screaming and soaked through with tears
as if you understood this place
as if you still believed in fate
(it doesn’t mean to you what it means to me
it doesn’t mean to you what it means to me)
a picture of you I can’t bear to destroy
as someone else’s love
you can keep the memory for I can no longer judge
oh I loved you far too much
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promise yourself you speak the truth
the devil is dancing on your mother’s roof
you shook and you sobbed and I held you all night
you rattled with tears like a lost soul might
happy kids kiss til they’re sore in the sun
a haven through the back door
lipgloss and cigarettes, laces undone
I can’t recall anymore,
anymore, anymore
powerless and bleak, your cover is blown
the floorboards can speak in your mother’s home
it’s all wine and roses that spill out your mouth
it’s all dead and decrepit, means nothing to you now
happy kids kiss til they’re sore in the sun
a haven awash in dew
lipgloss and cigarettes, submachine guns
oh what has been done to you,
done to you, done to you
he loved you when you were choking
he loved you before you could breathe
and your smooth skin still recalls his warm strong arms
stringing you up to the world tree
and I promised you I was trying
and I promised you I had a plan
I told you through love all things could be done
you said that’s just the problem at hand
and all I want is to be believed in
all I want is to be believed in
happy kids kiss til they’re sore in the sun
I miss you so, my friend
fireworks and phantoms explode with the young
and the dogs run on without end,
without end, without end
promise yourself you speak the truth
it burns in me still how I care for you
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7. |
Your Bloodstains
04:37
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your bloodstains are still on that mattress
bloodstains of which you weren’t proud
and someday in your anger and impatience
someday in your anger they will sprout
and when my family is gone
someone will buy this house
just to tear it down
your bloodstains are still on that mattress
did the universe swell as you bled?
did it feel like an atom bomb exploding?
did your eyes roll back into your head?
and when my family is gone
someone will buy this house
just to tear it down
the beacon on the skyline speaks softly
says I miss every place I’ve ever known
and despite the fact that we were both dying
there was a comfort in not dying alone
and when my family is gone
someone will buy this house
just to tear it down
how can we be right in this bloodshed?
I don’t feel a better man for this loss
for all of the lacking I am left with
I will not let this love wash off
and someday this house will be gone
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8. |
All in Due Season
02:38
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the meadow recalls
every single burial place
and shares them with whoever wants to know
two kids in the summer
stumble on one such souvenir
and they dig back up the hole
their hands touch on a gun
an unfamiliar shape
they shriek and laugh and they both run away
all in due season, all in due season
all in due season, oh
the last time I let you in
to the house you helped to build
you wore a face of such terror I’d never seen
as if I had held you at gunpoint
as if we hadn’t held each other at gunpoint
so carelessly
and the very first thing
that to my memory came
was how strong you looked when I first spoke your name
all in due season, all in due season
all in due season, oh
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