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All Things Considered
03:26
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When I wonder, could it be that we are living in a dream?
We are not here to love each other, only
We are here to spread our genes, considering
There are no guarantees, no guarantees
When we met I was a broken magnet
Still polar, just feeling, feeling oh-so tragic
Fastened in to a melancholic kind of static
Considering, considering its all standing still
While I review the well-cut grooves of my mental habit
It may seem like I am well out of practice
My motions, my actions, all witless and tactless
Could it be I’m only going through the steps?
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Weltschmerz
03:45
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Oblivion
Timelessness
Nonexistence
Pure and artless
Unpretentious
Non-insistent
On a diagram of universal circumstance
Human beings and all of their impermanence
Are essentially not anything
Inconsequentially empty
Transience
Temporariness
Evanescence
Earthly presence
Makes little difference
Spans little distance
On a diagram of universal circumstance
Human beings and all of their impermanence
Are essentially not anything
Inconsequentially empty
Transparency
And clarity
Obscurity
Cold and empty
Disembodied
Floating freely
On a diagram of universal circumstance
Human beings and all of their impermanence
Are essentially not anything
Inconsequentially empty
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Four Wheel Remedy
03:17
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Left in the dust behind a four-wheel remedy
In a state of apathetic entropy
For every fresh frame filled with false fame
The actors might change but the script remains the same
Remembering a life we can’t afford and one that’s better spent
Even if the meaning is abhorred, mistreated, and ignored
Or noted and absorbed
Either holds the end of sensation anymore
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Twist
04:04
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The right words spout out with eloquence
The waste bin catches the rest
A collapsible, paper-thin defense like this
Can bend and fold with finesse
Twist
Twist
Twist in a bitter coexistence
Oh, how you pine for this sickly duet
The aperture captures the rest
There is a light that develops the image
Of a shrinking, distorted vignette
Twist
Twist
Twist in a bitter coexistence
Twist
Twist
I can make you twist and go around in circles
Twist
Twist
Twist in a bitter coexistence
The right words
Oh, the right words
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Corvidae
05:00
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The year that I became a deaf mute
The trees outside my house refined my taste
And I retracted the statements I’d made
And became one of them
I became one of them
The year my thoughts turned into notions
And over time I felt a breeze beneath my wings
I knew the birds, they were with me
I became one of them
I became one of them
In the trees the leaves display
A subtle seasonal color change
Oft we scoffed at dilettantes
And reveled in it, the brevity of it
The day I reached into my pocket
And grabbed a piece again of my own mind
Still the birds, they were with me
And I can be anything
I remain one of them
Off the campus children play
To fend away the break of day
In we glow like filament
And reveled in it, the brevity of it
Surely, I’m not one to put off sleep
But there’s a fire behind my eyes constantly
Though they claim I’ve been but hollowed out
My insides smooth and whittled down to dust
Its always burning
It weighs so heavy
Its quickly growing
All consuming
The winded breeze
It moves me
Ever so slightly
It blows the dust around
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