1. |
Graffiti Of The Heart
04:22
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I was asked what made me happy,
By someone that should have known,
I told them about the light, the warmth, the beauty in the void,
And the parts we decorated, with the graffiti of the heart.
Take that away, I'm a little less,
The light burns cold, the warmth grows weak,
But there's still beauty in the void,
And our marks remain, but now there's less of me.
So what to do with a body, that's lost its counterpart?
Grown both light and heavy, from the freedom,
And your leaden heart.
Drive through a grey city, it's colours flat like stars,
That don't believe in wishes, since they've given up,
Since they heard that you left me, and we were crossed out,
They took the news so hard.
So here's to softer landing, in spacious double beds,
And here's a jagged fragment, of a text I never sent,
It says 'I'm less when I'm without you,
And the nights don't seem to end.'
So come home if you want to, dear.
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2. |
Sadness Party
03:34
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You should come,
But you shouldn't come.
It's a party for one in the dark, no feelings allowed,
Except for this one.
I know I like to talk,
About getting numb,
But how much life should you take on in before,
It's just greedy?
I had hoped that it would feel like nothing at all,
But who hid the shards of light so deep,
They tear away the silence that they seek?
Sough refuge in art,
My own, and others' art.
They expressed nothing clear to these ears and eyes, nothing,
Is what I saw and heard.
That magic bottle,
You know it works.
Just not the way that you want it to work, it doesn't shimmer,
And you can't hide inside.
But you know you'll have to return some day,
To the living world, you can't just wait,
In the dark, until time stops,
And the mess just goes away.
'Cos too much life is a killer,
But not enough might get you there quicker,
Consumed by all the love you never made.
I guess I'm tired of feeling nothing at all.
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3. |
Road-Trip To The Abyss
04:09
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4. |
Psychic Postcard
03:55
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6. |
The Fog
05:19
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This sound is how it feels in the fog.
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7. |
Day 10
04:51
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8. |
The Waves
03:37
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The entertainment came in waves,
I was as passive as a beach.
Trapped inside my broken form,
And helpless to resist.
The colonised my boredom,
With their self-important drones.
No limit to the wisdom of the few.
And everything was hazy,
And nothing was clear.
I swaddled myself in the pain, and the fear,
That I'd forgotten how to be.
'Things could be worse,' they said,
Like bad wasn't good enough.
Like pain comes in coupons,
And I was five coupons short.
I really want that big teddy bear.
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I don't want the bombs to drop, I don't it all to end,
There's still so much to live for,
This seeping loneliness,
The fighting on the internet.
If they come raining down, like fire overhead,
What use is emptiness, in a nuclear winter?
Who will work for the dole?
Who will victimise the weak?
Raining down like fire, clearing all our history.
When destruction is assured, in the moments I have left,
I want to fell the blast, that turns me and my phone to dust,
Carbon, collapse, entropy,
Location data.
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10. |
Debut
03:15
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11. |
Universal Themes
03:27
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This one will have universal themes,
I swear it won't be all me.
I know I get caught up,
Understand that I've been in deep.
We can start with sadness, why it feels good to fall in,
Why the best love hurts the most.
Why you feel it only,
Only when it's torn away.
Then we'll get to pleasure, if you can remember,
How it can swallow everything,
A balm that coats your skin,
The wages for your sin.
Then it's time for pain,
Past and future gone,
One dread moment holding you,
Running deeper than your name.
I can't remember what comes next,
As if anyone did,
Survival is forgetting,
Survival's barely living.
I was getting to joy, but now time's running out,
As if I'd even know what to say...
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