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Carefully Close the Door
00:41
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Sometimes I touch your face and I just wonder how long I must wait to tell you that I love you
All i've ever done my whole life was carefully close the door behind me
I ought to run in tight circles around us for as long as I can
to maintain the warmth and glow of that first day we spent together out in the world
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To Break The Spell
03:48
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i wrote you things to make them untrue. unsaid was my truth.
with everything i could not bare, i littered the subway, i littered your heart.
i was always in print, edition infinity.
so ask me why i know press my wordless mouth to yours.
i want to answer you honestly:
TO BREAK THE SPELL.
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Braids
01:27
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Can I tell you about a photo I never took?
Your braids in the morning light.
That's all I need to say really.
Your back to me, your head on my pillow,
your braids in the hot, orange light.
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Picturing Picturing
03:34
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Could I be there? Could I go anywhere to you?
I picture myself, picturing myself there.
How long is your lovespan? You know, like wingspan.
How many years long is it?
We are picturing a picture of us then.
How tall is your want? How many miles?
I am picturing you picturing me there.
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Tongue-tied
01:41
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Beautiful, baby girl
You are ruled by his tongue
In more ways than one
You are his, but he aint yours
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Questions
02:06
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Sick with love or dread?
Are these people poison?
Do I corrupt myself? Do I corrupt others?
Can I show up at your doorstep?
What if someone is dying, or what if they are dead? How will they feel your love then?
When faced with the beauty of you, how can I live?
I have to hide, I have to hide. In the arms of others, the arms of others.
If I was alone, as I am, would I be more or less afraid?
If i restore from a previous iCloud backup, can I have those pictures back?
What matters to you? What matters?
Did I spill all of my goodness out for you and leave nothing for myself? Not even a drop?
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Letting the Light In
05:41
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I take you everywhere with me.
My darling, I have not forgotten you.
All I can remember is the sunshine, all I can remember is you and I intertwined.
Tied up in a warm cave, letting the light in.
Being born, again and again.
But you could not stop me from groping blindly along the wall,
you could not wake me from my dark dream.
You could not make me good.
Now, sometimes I lose myself in my new city,
and tonight I miss being lost with you anywhere.
Tonight I look at the moon, and it's not full, it's overflowing.
My only comfort is that I know you see it too.
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A Step
01:40
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I watched your WiFi signal disappear my phone as I walked away
My soap still in your shower, my hair still in your drain
Today will be nothing, a step towards tomorrow
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Elasticity
01:03
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I don't feel alone
I feel the elasticity of all the bands that tie me to you
The bands within my self too
I'm just feeling the stretch, the lengths to which they reach, in and out of me
Fonder, yonder
It feels like the moment before a release or a break of some kind
Drawn out, a silent scream, silenced by a loving embrace
It feels like convulsing into sobs, into tears, into laughter, into love in your arms
Being opened up and eaten by the apple of my eye, swallowing him whole, coming back to him
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Over and Over
03:56
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I am going to find out what you like and give it to you over and over and over again
Over and over and over again
I make my own day of rest
I make my own damn mess
Over and over and over again
There was an ocean inside me for you
There is an ocean inside me for you
There was an ocean inside me for you
For you
You were so big and hard for me
I almost disappeared for you
There was an ocean inside me for you
There is an ocean inside me for you
I was going to find out what you love
And give it to you every day for the rest of your life
Over and over and over again
I could’ve been the one you love
Over and over again
For the rest of your life
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The King Of Nothing Nowhere Troy, New York
The K.O.N.N. Christopher Brown.
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