1. |
Buzz Eternal
03:09
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I'm at peace
Veranda nights
Bottle caps and fireflies
I buzz eternal over time
Vessel empty, my sunken eyes
Moving, passing out
I'm at peace
Spring-fed soul
Nature's boy with a sunscreened nose
Catapulted to creeks and coves
Heavyset sank like a stone
With no way out
I'm at peace
If I die
Lazy halo, full reclined
A pull-out couch in a cloudless sky
Who could lust of another life?
Wouldn't you be tired?
God, wouldn't you be tired?
I'm at peace
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2. |
I Offer Proof
03:40
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I'm a creature of comfort, glad tidings
You're a victim of fear
You're a sullen broken bottle in a sewer grate
I'm a fully intact mirror
I'm that childhood treehouse where you grew up and made love in
You suffer the roots
You're doubtful of the vast and many wonders of existence, well
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
I see maybes exist where doubts could subsist
You simply say no
I see hate steal seat from compassion
While you bask in its glow
I live on the stoop smoker's front steps
You're the March snow sliding off the roof
You ponder the validity of real human joy, well
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
You were sinking when you said
"Life's an exercise in dread
Why shouldn't I surrender to the pain?"
I guffawed and shook my head
I made it out the other end
No grimace got me standing here today
I'm a hot mug of tea by a frozen river
You forgot how to skate
I'm a wide toothless grinner sticking tongues out at strangers
While you? You spit in my face
I'm the view from the party, patio pitchin' empties
You're in no pleasant mood
You wonder if you'll ever get back what they've taken
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
If you're looking for something that lives outside of truth
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
I offer proof
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3. |
Boy in the Void
04:49
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If I'm bound to fail
Let me find out on my own
I don't want to blame you
When everything goes down wrong
I got no path and no mission and I'm haunted by visions
Of a cold, dark place empty of superstition
So if I'm bound to fail
Let me fail alone
Yeah, I want someone to find me and fuck me
And tell me that I'm beautiful when I know I'm not
Yeah, I've had weaker nights and days before, baby
But this one's joustin' for the top spot
I cower from the void like the scared little boy
That I was before my parents died
Guess I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
I shower with a beer cracked
Let soap and water spill in
Dump a gulp on my head
Feel it sink in my skin
Somewhere some clouds part and a secret's revealed
But I'm too dumb to notice and I'm too numb to feel
I shower with a beer cracked
Am I bathing in sin?
Yeah, I want someone to find me and fuck me
And tell me that I'm beautiful when I know I'm not
Yeah, I've had weaker nights and days before, baby
But this one's joustin' for the top spot
I cower from the void like the scared little boy
That I was before my parents died
Guess I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
Yeah, I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
I hope this track that I trip down
Ain't no easy way out
To mumble and stumble
To mope and to pout
I came up short reaching for the sky
But some sad galaxy's still shining in my eyes
So if I trip down this track
I'll try not to stay down
Yeah, I want someone to find me and fuck me
And tell me that I'm beautiful when I know I'm not
Yeah, I've had weaker nights and days before, baby
But this one's joustin' for the top spot
I cower from the void like the scared little boy
That I was before my parents died
Guess I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
I'm all grown up
Hopin' on the other side
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4. |
Grappling with a Feeling
04:26
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Mumbling scripture to myself
In my apartment downtown
In the west end
Raindrops on my Blue Can
On the rooftop with Johnson
We're getting wasted
Missing those mornings out in Mildmay
Fighting the cold husks at your mom's place
When we had passion
Living, moaning inspiration
Woollen hats and peach-fuzz faces
Yeah, we took action
Yeah there was nothing said those nights
That's worth repeating
The earth was fresh in our smooth palms
Yeah, we were teething
Grappling with a feeling
When that mystic keg was tapped
That flowed us on our path
Against forever
With our high school wounds behind us
We were supple, dumb, and pious
But we were tethered
Professor Creet taught me that pain
Is something you store away
And that you build on
A secret shame, an awry ruse
Sketching purple on a bruise
You held her hand once
Yeah there was nothing said those nights
That's worth repeating
The earth was fresh in our smooth palms
Yeah, we were teething
Grappling with a feeling
With my father in tow
I'd flip on the Daily show
At the day's end
We'd both crash out on the couches
By lullaby of Stewart shouting
From Manhattan
When I pass out at this place
Computer dimming on my face
I feel it happen
A dull powdering of snow
Some bright light, now worn-out glow
That I am trapped in
Yeah there was nothing said those nights
That's worth repeating
The earth was sound in your wise palms
Yeah, we were healing
Grappling with a feeling
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5. |
I Am In Yr Darkness
03:56
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Sometimes I walk heavy in the light
Lost in love but misplaced
Sure, I'm free but I am wild
You are that guiding light back home
When my days aren't paced but manic
Your night's a rest from roam
You cast a shadow over me
I am in your darkness
But I am not afraid
Oh my love's some untapped overflowing well
And you're the buried river
Who cools the heats of hell
So in times when our passions rise and bleed
I grow slack and fall in pieces
It is your peace I'm made to need
You cast a shadow over me
I am in your darkness
But I am not afraid
I'm a simple man who wants of simple things
Joy in times of sorrow
And to burn out on your wings
So when this world bats its eye of me
It is you who will remember
It is you I long to be
You cast a shadow over me
I am in your darkness
But I am not afraid
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