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Waiting
03:39
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well i heard you talking through a cauterized smile
a cold remark, a flash in the dark
i hadn’t seen you for quite a long while
a reticent man who talks with his hands
it was you who told me it could feel good
being true and understood
years ago with a presence unfelt
not knowing what i was missing
and oh, i’ve been seeing ya hurting, mmm
it’s almost time to go
and oh, i’m waiting
i’m wishin i could be a little closer
when you’re roaming around just
waiting on the right time to come back down,
a long time alone
come back home
cashing in on the favors ya done
making good on the promises made
from the street i still hear the hum
the night you went away
i’m wishin i could be a little closer
when you’re tied up in knots
waiting on the right time to come back down,
a long time alone
come back home
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Garden
03:35
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in the morning i’m shaking hands with
a memory quelled forever
and i’m chasing new phases
peeling away the film to see it clearer
i’ve been mourning the expectations
laid in the palms of the young
deteriorating and hollowing out the shell
of those stumbling around, running from someone
oh, it’s coming around
roots underneath the ground
climbing fences, running through the greenery
the wind is tugging at the birches
and i’m ruminating on the scenery
and every mile it is changing
but nothing seems to worsen
oh, it’s coming around
roots underneath the ground
taking the time to find what’s new
am i digging it up too soon?
oh, i’m seeing the place to go
and from the garden
i’m seeing where I was
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Green Lake
03:31
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shuffling down toward the borderline
red in the eye
losing track of time
the big rock wanes
the little ones scrape the bottoms of my feet
bursts of gold are up above like something in a dream
been gone a long time
wandering around
trying to find where we’d skip rocks on the water
the sinking eyes, the changing plain
the many things to dread
the sense of chase when lying there wide awake in bed
the big rock wanes
the little ones scrape the palms of my hands
darkening my knuckles and releasing once again
been gone a long time
wondering about
the time you cried when you lost your blanket in the water
is this how it is from now on?
is the sun sinking down on the pasture?
can i go back to the ordinary,
to be enthralled by the colors of twilight summer?
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4. |
Be Kept
03:04
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opening eyes
and the rush of the light
through the space in the door’s binding
a morning time plight
wrapping around me
so very tightly
to be worn as my clothing
and kept through the night
who knows where it all goes?
you show me what to dispose
and i’ll try to let it go
speckle of dust
and the dew on your toes
the things i would tell you
a long time ago
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Magnolia
03:35
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sitting on the back porch
watching magnolias sway
the shutters were knocking
my voice was shaking
i forced the words out from my throat
the pattern's breaking down
by the way, i can tell how much you try
by the way you listen when i cry
reading back your letter
are you feeling any better?
cause i’m weaker than the palest blue
oh so weak in this need for you
by the way, i can tell how much you try
by the way you listen when i cry
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