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Theophant
03:48
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you flipped your rentals
are you happy now?
with teeth pooling out of your mouth
I'll force it open
I'll bet you're laughing now
wish I had more to laugh about
some call it envy; I hope they're not right
cause it shakes me violently at night
now I wanna know where we get off
I'm just trying to do my job
so foreign to my ears
so familiar with my place
I can tell you this is not the way
so tired of my form
slowly descending gowns
vomiting our skeletons out
high rises come as my humanity goes
a part of me feels responsible
I'm scattered where your father laid the stones
don't make my brothers mop me up
don't make my brothers mop me up
please
so foreign in my ears
so familiar with my place
I can tell you this is not the way
so tired of my form
slowly descending gowns
vomiting our skeletons out
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Hiraeth Becomes a Star
01:59
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I see a devil with pale and shining skin
there is a devil and he's phoning it in
chaos and fanfare as a sharp bite in the sky
there's interference and it isn't safe to fly
someone got sucked into the engine
someone is in for a bad night
something is climbing out of the engine
he came back but he didn't come back exactly right
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Torch I Hate to Hold
03:40
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there is stillness, even in wind
beckoning to stillness in my skin
language in a humming engine
holy light on pavement refracted
buzzard
high beams distorting a dense fog
something has gone horribly wrong
unrelated parts of the sum
in the silence signs grow tongues
there is a price
I paid it, right?
this miasma fills my mouth
I'll bear this torch
not sure what for
the human in me snuffs it out
all my synapses turn to gout
so there's a light, alright?
I wanted to define where our fathers pulled the pin
so there's a light, alright?
keep it clandestine
kept chewing till our jaws gave in
engines whir in song
crickets chirp along
I bear this torch I hate to hold
it's yours for the taking now
carry my belongings out
lay me out where I'm found
leave it to the buzzards
so there's a light, alright?
I wanted to define where our fathers pulled the pin
so there's a light, alright?
keep it clandestine
kept chewing till our jaws gave in
so there's a light, alright?
all histories in time keep blurring till they look the same
so keep that light, alright?
and I'm afraid you'll find that it feels good too close to the flame
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the father was a good man
the father was a hierophant
he used to fix engines
till a broker took his pension
now he sleeps at the mattress store
smashed his car for spare parts
he can put it back together
God gave him a wolf's heart
I see you
I see you
they say a home is an investment
now we're sterilized and desperate
chasing blood with bitters
leave the west in cinders
cause he did everything right
but they still tore his arms off
he can put it back together
God gave him a wolf's heart
I see you (Gabriel swallows machines)
I see you (Gabriel swallows machines)
running every red light
they said that he could be saved
they said it was a clinic
instead it was a mass grave
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sun is poison Ballston Spa, New York
some songs to listen to
sun is poison recommends:
it's gorgeous and wistful, listen and find out
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Your Ghost In Me
by Desert Trees
crazy underrated, switches between being super catchy and super dense at a moments notice
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Neither Is, Nor Ever Was
by CONSTANT FOLLOWER
Delicately constructed, understatedly intricate, and profoundly moving folk music from Scottish singer-songwriter Stephen McAll.
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Here in the Pitch
by Jessica Pratt
On her fourth album, Jessica Pratt blends up 60s pop and bossa nova into a spooky mix of soft psychedelia.
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Will I Still Bloom?
by Half Dream
Heartland indie rock that’s like Angel Olsen at her fuzziest fronting a gnarlier Mazzy Star.
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Introspective pop songs with transcendent melodies offer a joyful meditation on staying present in a world that often moves too fast.
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