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to shatter so simply should be a sin
a lullaby sang over mandolin
riding the air out into the unknown
performed by a deaf man sitting alone
to shatter so simply should be a sin
a lullaby sang over mandolin
riding the air out into the unknown
performed by a deaf man sitting alone
It’s a simple thing I’m told
To walk and move and smile and talk and build and make and do and be…
And that I am the problem.
Not the world,
Not the universe,
Not you.
“But I can’t help but be angry”
I tell myself again
And again.
“I can’t help but be broken”
I proclaim again
And again.
As if by repeating the lie
The truth will transform,
And I will never have to change
To keep from dying.
like a second sun
slowly creeping
a burst of light
then darkness floods
in these moments of transition
it matters little what you’ve done
yeah it was something, something, something… yeah
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I told the Devil he had to go live down in a hole… Mother Fucker built us bunk beds and baked me cookies…
into the sweet nothing, again, again, when all is in front there can be no when, into the sweet nothing, again, again, breathe and be peaceful, you children of men
i was so in love with you before i knew what words meant
unicorns and polar bears
they’re all dead and no one cares
what are we supposed to do?
one day we’ll all be gone too
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Tell me a Story - 5/29/11
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