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sandcastle society
03:24
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in a sand castle society
when the tide hits the sand and wood we
lament, it’s not easy
to live below the line
there’s no rest in this fortress
but most are soundly asleep dreaming
very american dreams
while the tide around us is rising
on a beach towel nearby lay
a bouquet of ordinary
monsters plucked from the
garden of thieves and arranged by
their own assumptions
victims only to the commodity
some face the onslaught with terror and grief
while most continue hiding beneath
an ideology which has bleeding
lonely gums where there should be teeth
sometimes, it’s alright
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2. |
breakfast
02:26
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we were down town when it
went down we headed
to trump tower but we
were pushed out by the
chicago police, the ass of the enemy
lori raised the bridges
trapping us surrounded
by thousands of blue
raging violent cogs
zumiez was looted, but I missed it
windows were turned
into doors portals
to another world
where everything is everybody's
to each according to their need
there were lots of cop cars
building dust so we
made use of them doused them
and threw the match in
so our hearts could weather the storm
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3. |
backpack
04:42
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a miasma of longing
hooked and healed
shook and peeled
the bell is ringing
so i put my backpack on
i am pushing
on my chris miller skateboard
i am bombing the hill
but the weight of it is just too much
i am thinking i might spill
my balance is breaking up
in the main
my warp and woof
in the vain
my pain
i am getting
crazy speed wobbles
time beginning
to slow down
i am feeling
the straps on my shoulders
they are cutting
and the next thing i know
i slid fifty feet
on the ground, ow!
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sewing machine
03:32
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suturing, stitching,
sewing up the rips in your skin
but not fixing anything
impatience is the virtue of the 21st century
because after us time is our worst enemy the feeling repeats
there is no time so act swiftly
there is no time but at the same time
take as much of it as you need go slow
and stop walk gently
there is no time but acting urgently will only
get you where you already think that you need to be
and maybe you're wrong, maybe you've got it all wrong
there is no time to dally there is no time to drag your feet
you gotta make up your mind
there's always time to change your mind
because no one steps in the same river twice
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5. |
wake up
04:43
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wake up and roll the dice
what'd you get this time?
did you control it with your mind?
walls made of the future
past caved in emotional suture
turn the lights so bright
there's no darkness in sight
hiding in the sun
so you can't see your
own shadow
turn on the lights
but it hurts my eyes
it's all in the paint
covered up all the pain
glued on transcendence
you're so high that you can't feel this
obsessed with moving on
conflate it with transformation
why must everything have some ultimate reason?
feeling so lost, out of control
knocked flat still so
wounded, superstition, wishful thinking
are your only parents
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long
06:18
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you are the only one i know
your faces are many moments ago
show me the way
i don't know my way home
don't touch my pain
want to be with you
you don't have to do anything
long time feeling used
don't touch my pain
want to be with you
you don't have to do anything
this feeling is so new
need your water
feel your heat
need your water
feel your everything
i know you so well
but still i don't
i want to be the water
that helps you grow
come close feel the heat
your not mine but my baby
my love for you is a fire
feed it breathe
long
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