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The Pod


The Pod

Morning scatters in and I am steady like a drug
Feeling out this one
She wakes up smashed as hell and steadies her ass against the rail
And bends before the pounding rain

She had the widest bright ideas all along about my love
And I need this fucking fix and I beg her to pick from
One of the billion ways to feel no pain

The morning after bends reflected and I can hardly stand
The way this whole thing makes me seem
She climbs out from her dream with lungs hardly as
She screams stereo scream
And bends before astounding rain

She's got a system made of metal and magnet bits inside her brain
And she opens her box of tricks and begs me to pick from
One of a billion ways to feel no pain

She had the widest bright ideas
That all the world would sleep away until the nightmare ends
Everyone is on wait wait on the end
Hold me uptight, let me breathe now

She had the widest bright ideas
That all the world would sleep away until the nightmare ends
Everyone is on wait wait on the end
And hold me uptight, let me breathe now


Ms. Lazarus

I come to you all dressed in sound
With bluebirds stripping wires to the ground
Connected to a time machine that will not power down

Set the crosshairs back on one
You said we'd only die here in a sun
The way your headstone shines
I only wish that it was mine

So set the crosshairs back on one
I nail the loop that brings the second run
Past the wished on charms
And through the lens back to your living arms

This time machine won't power down
And this time machine won't power down

And still the crosshairs rest on one
And still you rest there in the morning sun
Still I fumble through the pages of constructions on the ride

I like the blown out sound we've found
I like the way it feels here coming down
The way your headstone shines
I only wish that it was mine


Firehead

She comes down with her hair on fire while I sleep
And I feel wider than, higher than you know

She walks down with her wings on fire
If I could stand her I would lower down my buckets of love and rain
That feel me up with your simple touch
The words my Mom, I missed you so much
I espy everything you do

Feel me up with your simple touch
The words my Mom, I missed you so much
I espy everything you do
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy
Mom, I'm just a boy


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