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Mockingbird
02:28
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we got a 6:45 at the dock
he blames ignorance to the system of order
mistake the data just by viewing the charts
he's got a bumper sticker so you know his view of the subject
its due like the first of the month
there's no public hearing there's no moratorium
i heard that its written in blood
contested place and you're the subject
location....
if you didn't know me you might think i was faking
location...
we got a lukewarm 6:45 at the doc
we don't talk about it
it's a touchy subject
i know how to run through the clock
imply false data just by viewing the charts
he's got a bumper sticker so you know his view on the subject
we fell and we climbed to the to the closest latter
its a touchy subject you're the subject
i want to hear your thoughts on the matter
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Cardinal
02:37
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the cardinal is the state bird of seven different states
ive been to each one of them... i think
the license plates of those seven different states
is buried inside a box in the apartment of my father
you wouldn't believe the seasonal breeze
of living next to the river
the cold did shiver us
but your chickadee is not granivorous
tony wants to kill the cardinal
ive been thinking what you mean to me
theres other birds out there singing you their songs
but you chose me
we drove at night through the storm
and in the morning called upon the cardinal
in the end i'll see you there
i hate when songs are condescending
springtime with the cardinal
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Birds of Feather
02:06
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birds of a feather flock together
is not an excuse for being fascist
i know new york jews who go and fight for
the idf, forget your own ancestors
assimilation causes tension
nation build stolen land a growth machine to fuel investors
the atm machine's on fire
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Passing Shower
01:59
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the storm it rains it pours
its left its right at the pressure change
the night we met i would forget the details
i ride around on trains just to pass the time
what the hell do i do now
like the aves we tweet we meet up in the trees
it was only a passing shower
the eve was warm the days were bright
but the nightjar eats the firefly
have i begun a stable life by concentrating my desires?
i breathe the city just to keep me going
don't spend too much time inside
like the aves we tweet we meet up in the trees
it was only a passing shower
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Autumn
04:35
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i tried living in complete silence only thing that was helpful wa sleep
i tried living a lie for the summer now this wookpecker's ivory beaked
and they say that love was built for us
who's to say what's ideal and what's not
they say they built it for us
keep and maintain it for a suspect
i spent a long time in my bedroom
trying to figure out if the world's about to begin or end
harry houdini on my bookshelf
all out of their coffee cakes
i take the train to work each night
before the morning wakes me up
show me your patience on the phone
listening to pavement all alone
we watch it burn to the ground let it all hang out
i remember how it felt
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a note from the editor
01:40
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Xeriscape
02:32
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avenues that we both consumed
crucial evidence as it passed out view
out of reach but in sight
in the night i will croon
it might be rude in your room
it might be rude in your zoom... it was
i forgot to mention
i'm obsessed with lawns and endless grass
it might be too far fetched
but im intent on lending you my xeriscape
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The Worms
03:52
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the worms are buried underneath concrete behind the stairs
i saw them once upon a time when i was petty scared
weaving through the narrow streets where traffic is abhorred
i prefer the tiny places not built anymore
twenty thousand people in a bedroom wall
fifty thousand if youre counting down the hall
i used to live in a society and then it died now im happy just to be alive
the worms are buried in the dirt and live under the ground
decomposing nutrients and all that we've thrown out
the linneas longissimus is a hundred feet long
worms don't have eyes or ears but they can sing a song
they warned of oil in the soil and the grass
at shackamaxon max you dont look ready for the task
i'll try to as pithy and precise as i can
i meander im rambling again
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theyre gonna find you write up a contract
theyre gonna find you without a contact
yellow bellied sap sucker
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