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"Puppets/Aphids"
| Puppets | Aphids |


"Puppets"

She don't stand, she glistens, and this is how we listen, and this is how it goes.
She doesn't glow, she glistens, embrace the eyeful sickens, you didn't have to be so fucked up from the get-go.

Your listless falling feels the same as two lives tripped on a single string.
And hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space as we seize.
Ascension is ours, ascension has opened up here now, with you in my failing arms.

And she doesn't glow, she glistens, says this is how we listen, and if we go slow, we both can go.
I'm supine now and fading out, so this is what my life's about, I didn't have to be so fucked up from the get-go.

Your listless falling feels the same as two lives tripped on a single string.
So hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space.
As we see, ascension is ours, ascension has opened up here now, with you in my failing arms, with you in my failing arms.

She doesn't glow, she glistens.
She doesn't glow, she glistens.

Your listless falling feels the same as two lives tripped on a single string.
And hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space.
As a tease, your listless falling feels like nothing else to think about, I'm blinking out, I'm blinking out, I'm blinking out.
Ascension is ours, ascension is opened up here now, with you in my failing arms, you're blinking out in my failing arms.


"Aphids"

All awake at bedside lifting through the afternoon, aces she says, must be by me.
Problems at the rose stem, tiny movements at the well, faces alive to sleep by me.

Communicate with the pack as well, it's good how pure we can make it smell.
Around you, it always feels the same.

Resting in sunspots in the fading afternoon, aphids abound, I swear, they're only here to sleep by me.
We'll leave the light on and the window halfway wide, aphids alive they sleep by me.

Crumples of silence we are, ringing off on our bells, got on it.
No wait before us and a comfort waits in a real cell.

Love-laced companions made the day slip past too soon, aphids astound, I swear they're only here to sleep by me.
Arrested movement at the rose stem at the well, aphids alive asleep by me.

Crumples of silence we are, ringing off on our bells, got on it.
No wait before us and a comfort waits in a real cell.
Crumples of silence we are, each and all to ourselves, got on it.
No wait before us and a comfort waits in a real cell.

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