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Exegesis
02:53
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I was raised in Gehenna
By the Midway light
I could hear the antennae
Shaking with each flight
And my sister wept
for a different fight
we are stuck down here
We are only spite
Until we rise
But then the context expands
Until the focus disappears
No soft winds to welcome
No sun to dry our tears
I'm by your bed In Santa Fe
Sharing La Cumbre
You rise above this state
Not once but twice
We all rise
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Wound Licks
03:34
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Somewhere between the outskirts
of our dying towns
You cut the tether from our bound
as they dragged Lake Michigan
Leviathan
Would drown everyone we ever loved
That is where they’ll lay
On their dying day
With each horn on 57
come ash & blood
and water too bitter to blend
So I drink grenades on our lawn
And I watch our dawn
Until your satellite returns
This is where I’ll lay
On our dying day
In our final bed
Will you come home to me?
And I will be the sleep
This is where we'll lay
But until that day
We rise
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Consumption
02:58
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All these things in parallax
Won’t change my ways
So I go out east
To find a little self-destruction,
a ballast in a bottle,
and visions in the fog.
Your brother Grant is weeping with
a young Scots pine
"The Tories won and you're still gone.
I'll carry your burden; carry your name"
Cain Bairn
Sorry I am not frightened
of the light against the dark
In every bar room morning
In every waking in North Park
But if our heroes never heal
and are buried with their wounds
How do you hold your cross
In that singular parade?
I wish I knew
All these things
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If there’s a light up ahead could you please put it out?
No need to fill up my cup, ‘cuz you’re still bringing drought
The kind of redemption that I want
Won’t come if I leave you here to haunt
See there’s a tree with our names, and I should cut it down,
Upturn the earth that it claims, sow some salt in the ground
The path out of sorrow is inclined
And the breath that you took's no longer mine
I’ll have you know I died on that hill
But in my heart I feel the revival
No need for our coda to drag on
I wanna hear the next song
I’ll have you know I died on that hill
And now my plot it feels so trivial
I’ll have you know I died on that hill
But in my heart i feel a revival
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5. |
Decimation Days
02:44
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DECIMATION DAYS
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Misery, MO
04:38
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Forgetful colony
trenching the divide
I’ve been sleeping through
the American suicide
As steel disintegrates
Beneath this failed ascent
Is all that ties our lives
A fate left to lament?
Singing the Kaddish
Over Popper’s grave
What we owe each other
Is the same sanctuary
A culture of concern
one small divinity
But cruelty’s in the air
Our breaths are struggling
Are we in immolation
Or in mourning?
Sing, O Volunteers!
It's trouble that will save
We can be more than our years
Be brave!
Out of providence into history
Drunk and wanton on the shores of Tripoli
Seizing in the dark cheering in the light
Claiming it was our damn preemptive right
Claiming you are kind in your charity
deny memory and disparity
In your legacy what will you have sown?
A Misery M.O.?
What we owe each other
Is the same sanctuary
A culture of concern
One small divinity
I’m still struggling
but I’m not finished yet
I will not be buried
Beneath my own regret
Sing, O Volunteers!
It's trouble that will save
We can be more than our years
Be brave!
Out of providence into history
Drunk and wanton on the shores of Tripoli
Seizing in the dark cheering in the light
Claiming it was our damn preemptive right
Claiming you are kind in your charity
deny memory and disparity
In your legacy what will you have sown?
A Misery M.O.?
‘Cause everyone wants an anthem
But nobody wants a nation
And we will always spend a ransom
To fund some grand preoccupation
Oh everyone wants an anthem
But nobody wants a nation
We let the torch die on our brethren
While we’re away on some fucking vacation
In your legacy what will you have sown?
A Misery M.O.?
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Tavern Song
06:05
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Bleed me, Delilah,
until I become the Rubicon
James keep playing God In Chicago
Our orange city spinning out
And we drink
The American Oak extinct
No empty glass until we pass
A row of innocuous men
start to scream in unison
And this room keeps getting darker
In daylight
And we dream
Because we cannot hope
This grid at night where we give out
And we drink
The American Oak extinct
This grid at night where we give out
There will always be death to comfort us
and I'm sorry but we're all out of catharsis
Only uncoupling with no correction
and I'm sorry but we're all out of catharsis
Only a stinging reverberation
They say that god is in the
They say the devil’s in the
Details but it’s all noise to me
But is this chaos comforting?
This thread that we're unraveling
Could be a cord, could be a snare
They say that god is in the
They say the devil’s in the
Details but it’s all noise to me
Are you the faithful waiting
Heart and voice cavitating
it'sallit'sallit'sallit'sallit'sallit'sall
The same old shit, the same old shit
THE SAME
THE SAME
the same
tHe sAmE
T H E S A M E T H E S A M E T H E S A M E T H E SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME
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8. |
Rat Gospel
05:17
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Devil kicking at our door
Christmas ‘84
Tail dragged through the snow
Whatever shit has been
We’re gonna try again
(Oh oh)
Volvo lights deadening
On our wood paneling
I want to let this go
Document your hell
The Rat Gospel
His rain erodes the bricks
Orlando ‘96
While anoles tread the flood
The first boy I would meet
kicked me in the teeth
Still feel it now and then
It's hard to hope when some
Florida boys become
Florida men
Document your hell
The Rat Gospel
There was a dream I had the night you left
My sister holding my son I’d yet to have
And I was filled with relief and a joy I didn't think I deserved
And in four years I cradled him in my arms
Sang him "our love our love is all we have”
And tried to give myself the grace we all deserve
The Earth will reconcile
The Earth will reconcile
The Earth will take us back
Document your hell
Come on & saturate
You are a conduit
Beasts can break as well
Come on, annihilate
Give us the truth yet writ
Rectify and tell
Come on, illuminate
Don't leave the past gaslit
Document your hell
The Rat Gospel
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