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railroad song
06:51
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i went driving on the back roads, looking for something.
i went riding on the low train, looking for something.
& you and your cigarettes still haunt me.
i went searching in the dim light, looking for something i could put my finger on.
i went walking through the dark woods, looking for somewhere i could build my home.
& all of my bad dreams still haunt me.
and oh, can you tell me where we're going? where are we going?
i was looking out the window, searching for someone i had never met.
i went jumping out the window, searching for someone i still have never met.
//
written in january 2017
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2. |
taste of.
04:58
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why couldn't you tell me? you were too drunk to see that i loved every part of you.
baby steps & cigarettes, you're closer to me than a baby at the breast. i can't stop listening to all you have to say. so damaging.
wake me up in this blue bed when you can find the courage to begin. wake me up, we'll find our heads. when you can find the courage to feel with me again.
all that you care about, all you throw away. i'm falling apart sleeping in the bed you owned that insignificant day. you will never taste me. you will always be too far away.
we're on other sides of the spectrum. you're closed and i'm much much too open. i bite my tongue. i know i can't say these things to you.
//
written july 30, 2014
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atlas | medicine
04:02
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step right up and share a few words about the state of things today. no one really ever listens to you anyway. so i guess we're safe.
you talk your talk about redemption. i scarcely know a soul that's saved. and oh, i couldn't help but notice. you can tell you're playing all the games.
we're all the same.
wait a while. stay with me. can't you offer something that will help me breathe?
take me to your father's office. give me the strongest thing i'll take. i've never met your mother's mother, but i think that i can see her face.
we're all the same.
//
written june 16, 2014
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4. |
not / unready
07:17
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my whole life, i've been waiting. for what, i don't know.
gonna take a whole lot of failing to bring me where i need to go.
the people, they keep asking. they think i be wasting time.
but there's no use explaining what could not, will never rhyme.
and you'll be here.
and you'll be here.
don't wait up, dear.
i'm not ready for you.
sometimes we waste too long singing someone else's song.
and when i couldn't be alone, that's all i found.
and you'll be here.
and i'll be here, somewhere.
will you wait up, dear?
i'll be ready for you.
//
written february 2, 2014
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5. |
nirvana in the mouth
05:02
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hair in my mouth. red fingers on the couch. touch my face, don't be far. too tired to do anything at all. salt in the knives, terrible songs to open the wound. hair in my mouth.
there's this cart, it keeps showing up. it has a face like nirvana. not so, not so, it's too sad and there's no head, but it has a face like nirvana.
two days' hangover, smell like sweat. missing you is vital, unimportant. i have to remember to do these simple things, because i'm here and you're there, and i smell like sweat.
unimportant days, truck doesn't run. i'd rather the sun not shine. we're all after something, we all live in the given days. seven hours is nothing, seven hours is everything. there's this cart, it keeps showing up. it has a face like nirvana.
//
written november 22, 2014
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6. |
lost soul
07:24
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i've been thinking how to make this last. whiskey's getting to my soul, and i can't think about what's next.
i've been thinking how to work this crowd. but when i lie down, in my dreams, i'm incapable of thinking sound.
cigarettes and missing simple tasks. i'm in a darkened theater with someone i can't talk to about that.
i don't want to talk about it.
i don't want to talk about it.
not today.
do you ever think about the change?
do you ever think about the pain?
i'm a lost soul, anyway.
i went to see the boss of things today, spouting words of wisdom he thought would help me along the way.
i can't talk to anyone without getting angry.
i want to find your face along the road. forget about the rich kids and we'll build ourselves a home.
but i couldn't make a thing like fate take me now. and i could never be unalone, when i am so alone.
do you ever think about the change?
do you ever think about the pain?
i'm a lost soul anyway.
//
written january 10, 2014
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7. |
nicotine ecstasy
02:51
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i'm not allowed to kiss you any more. kiss the weight of the world.
there was a day when i wanted to die. that passed a long time ago.
breaking waves and pushing dawn, i swear to God you're not the only one, you're not the best. but i cannot get your beard out of my head.
you're not the only one i love, but i swear that if you let me in your head i'd never stop trying to keep you back here with me. oh, incandescent feeling, nicotine ecstasy.
//
written december 24, 2014
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8. |
three a.m.
04:56
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three, it's three a.m.
and suddenly, everyone's gone home. and you're watching this movie with me, and i don't care what comes of all the men i met today.
i'm praying to you, Lord. i'm on that train, i can't go back again.
how long i've waited, for to see that boy again.
maybe it's just me, but i feel i can see you better under dark lighting with the embers of my cigarette, and whatever this means : when i see your eyes, it's not even about the fucking time.
but it's a selfish world, for me only to want to see you at three a.m.
i'm praying to you, Lord. i'm on that train, i can't go back again.
how long i've waited, for to see that boy again.
//
written august 17, 2014
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9. |
[october love song]
04:48
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kiss my neck for awhile. too early to leave.
the coffee and the smoke beckon me to keep you close to me.
the room is so blue without the southern light.
and without your mouth on mine, sunrises are a waste of time.
and i wait for you by this door, half a cigarette in hand.
scribbling charcoal words i tried to keep inside my head.
you tell me to call you more. i don't believe i even matter all that much.
when i sit alone in front of the stereo, and the room is so blue,
i only kiss you in my head.
rock & roll tells me all i need to know about the human heart,
and the weight of words in the stars.
i still don't know yours.
//
written in 2014
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distant lands Deer Park, Illinois
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