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pomegranate treehouse
02:44
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shadows casting furrowed figures on the wood
bedsheets toss and turn me, origami
love is in the air yet my lungs cough it up
lightning shivers strike me with unhappy
somethings going wrong in my treehouse
somethings clawing, trying to get out
pomegranats on the floor and happiness tastes like plastic
pomegranates on my teeth bittersweet
pomegranates on the grain of ancient and bearded planks
pomegranates make me watch them bleed
i need water
my throat stings for some water
i always need some water
i'm choking in a drought
something going wrong in my treehouse
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rush
05:10
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there's something upon my shoulder
it's dripping its frozen wheels down my bones
i'm captured by your aromas
ablaze in the holy fire of athena
everything is pink
your face is a-glow with power
we swim in a mouth that's laced with ribbons
the tear in the spirit geyser
that sends bubbles fizzing out of my fingers
i don't wanna stop
we run across the road of a
make it make it make it
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
just rush
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3. |
dream
08:45
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open up a box of your thinks
i'll cut my shoulder into a sink
i'll drink up all your cryin'
if you think i'm lying i'm not
i'm feeling like a rain in the sky
or a droplet that a-stings in your eye
or falling on a mountain
no-one to acknowledge the sound
flutter away
in the rain my should chipped a little slowly goes away
no flowers, knotty thistles catch my sweater
working wearing down
the branches close behind me
little gifts, but poison apple trees
kids make them imps and faeries disappear when lovers lose their dreams
memories surround me, feeling anxious, everything's my fault
the sadness consumes me, let's escape to a field of raspberries
your hands are so warm
i feel safe when you are next to me
soft bodies, warm bedsheets
am i in a dream?
flutter waves
find a little spot in my cove and throw the anchor off of your throat
and wrap your tongue around me, i just want to drown in your gold
i'll open up a box of my thinks, i'll step into a wash of light pink
i found you in the valley, now you're in my pocket
let's escape the grey and fire up a rocket
find a secret passage
run a fuzzy lovey dovey dream
dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream
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boy with the soft eyes
07:28
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boy with the soft eyes staring at me
how can't he see that i'm alone?
boy with the soft eyes dreamy to me
sweet as candy
that's my boy
boy, blue boy
where are you now?
i want to escape with you forever
boy with the dreamy blue eyes
staring at my soul
take me away from this hell
boy with your soft eyes and your soft skin
pulling me in
boy, let's run away
even if just for a day
we need to escape
i really adore you
i know that you do too
don't be afraid
no fear
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basket
05:57
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from catholic priests with leather teeth and big hairdos and holly wreaths
to brand new toys and brand new lives and brand new ways to say goodbye
i'm losing luminescent souls to every avenue i know
to lay it straight, my friends are going off
want to see with their own eyes
i can't be selfish
can't be crying
from kissing, tears and laughing fits to have the final pyre lit
in retrospect it's really kinda small
we got all split up into twos and felt the gravel 'neath our shoes
and cast our shadows onto hazy trees
now santa's dead and all i'll have are memories of being sad and crying
and everybody's little when everybody sees my basket
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my name's joe, i work with my hands at the steel manufacturing plant
my name's noah, i'm 29, wasting my daylight hours in the mind
one day we both had came in late to work while punching in the clock
his hand brushed mine
we broke into a nervous sweat and tried to pull our hands away
but it's love this time
i meet noah and joe meets me when the sun hides blushing in the trees
we caress with our weathered hands
i cry with noah, he understands
our love has blossomed like a cherry tree
he bloomed right into me and now we're free
we've gotten reckless with our rendez-vous now everybody knows
our secret shows
they say we shouldn't be together because we can't make babies
i think if we try we can make babies like crazy
they twisted you up and said find another
but i'm the only person ever meant to be your lover
it can't be wrong when it feels so right
it's always growing like a parasite
and i think of your face late at night
the workday's over, you're that soothing night
so goes the old ballad of woe, noah and joe
our boss thinks it doesn't compute, he's a robot fucker in a suit
dusty rules, shiny man, he will stop our lovin' if he can
word has got out and sadly now our little push against the grain was marked by fate
the shiny man has notified us that although it's not a crime we waste his time
suddenly some rubble shakes free, everyone escapes except for me
come whisper to me through this rubble, joe, i'm running out of air
i'm here i'm scared
the shiny man has killed our precious time by collapsing the mine
love one last time
they say we shouldn't be together cause we can't make babies
i think if we try we can make babies like crazy
my limbs are all twisted, i can't find another
but you're the only person ever meant to be my lover
something's wrong where it felt so right
the universe killed me like a parasite
and i'll think of your face every night
this dark mine's closed and you're the only light
so goes the ballad of woe, noah and joe
noah! joe!
why don't we go where everything is gold and we can touch eachother's souls?
noah! joe!
why don't we go where everything is gay and they can not press on the brakes?
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7. |
yellow house
05:53
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melting ice cubes on my hand
walls of concrete, cups full of sand
take your shoes off, go to your room
there's no secret tunnels
background static, bugs in the walls buzzing under good days
there's no mouse in my yellow house
only yellow underground
kind eyes reflect electric light
others yellow, mine's only white
blue and empty, frozen at night like a doctor's office
nice to meet you, growing young man
you may sing in whispers
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infinite melody
26:45
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i'm the target of the setting sun
shooting in rays
somersault into you
in the forest where the fog is high, chasing the rain
cutting right through the blue
looking for a clearing, holding your hand, thinning the air
escaping reality
and i'm clawing at the shimmering skin, pulling you in
run away with me
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