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run until you’re free
if you look back please don’t look at me
i’ve been calm i’ve been listening
it’s before the fall
i don’t believe in the moment don’t believe in the last time
i don’t believe in control don’t believe in the hive mind
i don’t believe in alone don’t believe in my own lies
i won’t be afraid
won’t be afraid of what i’ve done
or how I love
i don’t believe in the few don’t believe in the rising
i don’t believe in the fool don’t believe in the king
i don’t believe you can see me in the same way that you think
i don’t believe in your breath as it cools upon my neck
i don’t believe in your body or its imprint on my bed
i can’t believe we’re alone and you’re not here to see it
i won’t be afraid
won’t be afraid
won’t be afraid of what i’ve done
or how i love
run until you’re free
if you look back please don’t look at me
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The Same Dream
03:26
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you’ve got my picture
in a locket round your neck
i hear you whisper
as you press the gun into my back
you changed your mind
i didn’t change mine
you changed your mind
been having the same dream
it’s been five years gone by
my mind has been wiped clean
i don’t know you and i don’t know why
i don’t love you anymore
i don’t love you anymore
i don’t love you anymore
how many times will I wake up?
over and over I wake up
over and over I wake up
do what you have to
fill my belly up with lead
I sinned when I met you
with every thought that entered my head
i crashed into your arms
i collapsed into your God
i crashed into your arms
you’ve been sick with envy
you’ve been sick with all you are
just try to get some sleep
you’ve already lost my love
when I dream I don’t know your name
when I dream I might be afraid
at least I can’t see your face
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Emma
03:23
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emma takes you home and as you lay there beside her
you think of all your lovers and watch them come together
she sees you leave your body as the 1 o’clock train passes
she lets the night speak slowly until quietly she answers,
i’m not the one who’s waiting
emma says your name as if it holds some kind of power
her skin is cellophane in which someone else has bound her
the sky is finally breaking and then burning into ashes
her mind is finally taking in all images it passes
is this love… is this love?
a lady in the distance seems to float above the water
and you can’t find the wisdom to see the devil inside her
there’s a light behind her and she’s only one step further
your body aches all over as you know you must go through her
is this love… is this love?
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Drive
03:30
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bare legs gangled on the dashboard
you hate my footprints on the glass
wildflowers strewn across the car floor
my fingers scrape across your back
take me home
through faint outlines of fields of gold
take me alone
our tangled bodies soft and full
i have rearranged my love
i have rearranged my love
to surround you
all the best dreams are road dreams
the only times we are alone
candleberry and white pine trees
you might forget the city’s close
take me home
through faint outlines of fields of gold
take me alone
our tangled bodies soft and full
i have rearranged my love
i have rearranged my love
to surround you
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Smoke
04:53
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figure of a man reappears as I cross this land
figure of a man traced against the sky by hand
recedes from view clouds the line between dark and blue
recedes from view withholds some future truth
another song won’t fade st. cecilia’s call
she never thought I’d die chasing a shadow through the night
she was a blessing but she was made of smoke
form of head and hands realigns with this future man
trick of the eye color and form a second behind
another flight shadows cross my two red eyes
my friends haven’t thought of me for even longer than I think
she was a blessing but she was made of smoke
cecilia
she didn’t call him I think he came alone
became a shadow on every empty road
she was a blessing but she was made of smoke
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