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Thirtysomething
04:09
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I've been blooming lately
Well, that's not true at all
Just failing safely when that's your port of call
You've been talking to me
Must feel like talking to a wall
Ultrasonics makes me think a picture says it all
Countless ways to shake me
In a hospital reception hall
Clock is ticking, maybe
And they’ve kept the protocol
Now you're writing to me
Guess the writing's on the wall
Something new about you and me
In a nutshell that says it all
And we waited for a tiny dinosaur
Couldn't help myself
I was somebody else, who needs to breathe
We're old enemies
When you're left of the dial, but past thirty
At times I keep my distance
Like a misplaced souvenir
Hey, for future reference:
I've stopped counting the years
Now you're walking with me
That's one way to disappear
To put it all in a system
To try to stay and persevere
And we're waiting for a tiny dinosaur
Couldn't help yourself
You're somebody else
She needs to breathe
Though we're old enemies
Now I'll move my feet
Baby steps to defeat
I've been here for a while now
I'm getting used to the spin
The tiny blinks of time and how
I'm circling it in
Circling it in
Circling it in
While we're waiting for a tiny dinosaur
I could help myself be somebody else,
who can help you breathe
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2. |
Hyperventilate
03:22
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Joy spills from a laugh track
These walls here are paper thin
About half an hour till you're coming back from work
And I'm working on how to begin
A new skyline to the south
Barcodes on the horizon
I scan it quickly, then block it out
My hand a visor, shade I hide my lies in
Hyperventilate
Press my chest against the floor
When you're talking straight
to my face, I can't ignore you
It can wait
This time machine is leaving every hour
I'll throw myself into a manmade lake
I've heard it's started leaking
It's firepower for fault lines overdue
The archetype of an architectural flaw
towers over the meadow
I arch my back, hold on to a straw
Ten centuries, we've learned to keep our heads low
Forever bound by gravity
In circles around each other
Alpha Centauri A & B
That's approximately the distance we have to cover
Hyperventilate
Press my chest against the floor
When you're talking straight
to my face, I can't ignore you
It must wait
This time machine's in motion
And it tastes nothing like poetry
This manmade lake
will leak into the the ocean
But It's hard to shake
a landlocked anxiety
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3. |
Surprised at All
04:20
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Well, I met you on a Sunday,
on my birthday
Seems I finally made it here
at the dawning of a new year
You held me in front of you
My instincts linger
So I grabbed your finger
There’s still no ring there
You’ve been taking it easy
Oh, don't patronize me
'Cause with all of your words
It's indistinct and overworked
Why am I not surprised at all?
The wind is cold, creeping through the walls
Why am I not surprised at all?
The parts lost or misconstrued
The holes you sometimes sink into
The sparks that will shortly fill the sky
Most of them will be mine
I’m chewing on them again,
the syllables of my name
While you're taming your memory
with nursery rhymes or elegies
We’ve been taking it easy,
the animals and me
'Cause a life without words
has never made it any worse
Why am I not surprised at all?
The lies you've told stutter in the walls
Why am I not surprised at all?
The truth you sometimes stumble upon
The way you just keep walking on
The sparks that will shortly fill the sky
Most of them will be mine
Once this wristband is cut from my arm
You know, I somehow find it charming how you're fumbling
And I think you will acquire the skills
As I lie here still, I’ve got high hopes for you
Why am I not surprised at all?
The lies you've told stutter in the walls
Why am I not surprised at all?
The truth you sometimes stumble upon
The way you just keep walking on
The sparks that will shortly fill the sky
All of them will be mine
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I was not there when you fell over
Your head hit the ground
Heart gave in slowly
I was not there when you didn’t come home
Ambulance, it drove up the mountain road,
speeding but way too slow
And I've imagined the flat line across the LCD
And I've imagined the dark times waiting for me,
my brothers and my sister in the back of the van
Can't remember where,
but at least I know that I was there
I was right here next to my stereo
She called and her voice
cracked like it never had before
The shuttle descends
Tiny moving parts
One of them came loose and broke
on re-approach
Needed just need a small spark
And I've imagined the astronauts,
like shooting stars on the screen
And I've imagined your last thoughts
Were they of me,
my brothers and my sister at the aquarium
somewhere in 1993,
or some other random memory?
I am not here
These here aren’t my tears
Spaced out and sad as fuck
Something got stuck:
My brothers and my sister
at the funeral somewhere
in the cold snow,
and the fact we all die alone
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