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your home is set in fern and moss and alder
but the only green you ever see
is made of bottle caps and seaweeds on the shore-
ly you will turn around now
when the trees gave us slivers
i took for the sea
i am not coming back no
like the tide to your feet
turn around
now the only green you ever see
is made of bottle caps and seaweeds on the shore-
ly you will realize
i am not coming back to your feet
like the tide
i am not coming back
like the tide
turn around
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burrow
05:04
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i'd like to be naked and calm
in front of you like the moon was
the night we met
but I'm not convinced you'll be satisfied
with my crooked hide
so I'll blow out the lanterns
although we are not going to sleep
I just want to sleep
won't you let me be
in the morning time
the windows will come to know
the weight of our breathing
the condensation is lacking
because I awoke alone again
I'd like to be naked and calm
in front of you like the moon was
the night you left
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for annie
03:02
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the curtains never seem
to cover up the windows quite enough these days
so I will insulate with dust and webs
that spiders spin for their own homes
cause all I care about these days is my own warmth
I swear it
oh annie
I would swallow the ocean whole
and climb those drowned mountains for
to end up at your side but that's not wise
may the salt of my sorrow
drown me faster than the rising tides
I swear it
oh annie oh annie
I swear that I can hear your howl
across the sable waters now
I swear it
I swear that I can hear your howl
across the sable waters now
because the curtains never seem
to cover up the windows quite enough these days
so I will insulate
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small hands
04:16
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I miss you terribly already
I miss the space between your eyelids
where I'd stare through awkward sentence
and avoid through awkward silence
I miss your small hands in the palm of mine
miss the fact they are good at making
I miss you sitting up incessantly
and the fact you're always waking in the night
and I, I hope for your life
that you forget about mine
forget about mine
I miss your teeth dug in my shoulder
as we roll in early morning
I miss your arm dying beneath me
while I lay there simply yawning
please forget me you were right dear
I am cold and self involved
and I'll miss you recent lover
I am weak and therefor fold
get distracted by my music
think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poem
if I could just think how to start
I dot my eyes with eyebrow pencils
close my eye lids hide my eyes
I will be idle in my ideals and think
of nothing else but I
but I, I hope for your life
that you forget about mine
forget about mine
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acres and acres and
03:39
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quilts upon quilts upon quilts will not hold you down
cause you are made of dust and feathers
and you are built of twine and leathers
I caught sight of your skin through a hole in your sweater
and I will mend it for you
I want to kiss you on the collarbones
while we wander as strangers
upon acres and acres and acres and acres and acres
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