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#1
01:17
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Childhood Shoes
04:26
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They came like that; in boxes with ribbons and bows
All my feelings buried under the snow
Fade like a memory of childhood shoes
Who'd have thought the first mutant I'd love would be you
So forget me
But Freyia I won't forget you
You broke the world in two
And out poured teeth and words and stars and I was new
Fade like a memory of childhood shoes
Who'd have thought your sweet song could spell my doom
Bring photographs and cassettes to the funeral
And plant them in the frozen soil
So forget me
But Freyia I won't forget you
You broke the world in two
And in fell butterflies and bright blue skies and I was new
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David is Vanishing
02:42
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That is not me, that is not my heart
That is not the awkward life I strove to pull apart
Follow Michaels voice into the dark
And carefully avoid the eyes of friends you never had
Emaciated men forage in the junk
Try to find just anything to fill their bodies up
A septic plume of cloud, the grey goes on and on
And a rain that's broken children crying all night long
To think I could be right that when you looked in my eyes
There was something there: a self aware assurance of a life
But now the mirror boy just laughs, he is spiteful, he is sad
He is telling me that David's gone and he's not coming back
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Blame
04:35
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Imperfect perfect
Little fabulous object
Unnervingly nervous
Can't cope on your own
Collapsing building
So tragically soothing
So come on claim him
He's weak and alone
(Exasperated Moses
Pull these constant poses
A magazine baby all dotted in ink)
A little too perfect
Forgotten and worthless
If the ghosts are all dancing
Don't stand on their feet
All pallid and perverted
Contained and deserted
He's no one to blame but himself
Oh well!
Imperfect perfect
Little fabulous object
Unnervingly nervous
Awake and alone
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Goodbye Joan Marie
03:00
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No one even knows that Joan Marie is dead
The snowdrift covered up her gentle form
Darkness finally gone from in her broken head
Promise me you're somewhere safe and warm
No one even cares that Joan Marie is dead
The snowdrift covered up her tiny bones
Darkness finally gone from in her broken head
God I hope you'll stay out of the cold
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Had I known it was just a dream at the time I would never have crept up those winding stairs clutching the trunk tight to my chest
I reached the light-room and unlatched the doors which snapped open in the reckless winds the ocean there beyond swelling with malice
A salty haze rose from the rocks far below and I lifted the trunk letting its lid fall open and watched as a dozen colourful butterflies uncrumpled and took flight
Your old clothes just for a second
then falling into the sea.
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Feu de Joie
02:43
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Oh would you watch me as I burn?
Slow lover, faded in our terms
If the autumn has taken back your little sack of lies
I'm happy for you I swear and I hope you're happy that I won't cry
You were sick all over the carpet in the dining room
And I held your head and held your heart
Well the snow has made it's mark on this little harbour town
The seagulls shriek their raucous songs
The kind you used to frown upon
Let me get your old things and watch them as they burn
I will hide your body in the springtime
In the ferns
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Rose Coloured Insides
01:55
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I'll always wait for you
I'll always wait for you
I'll always wait for you
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18th Summer
04:13
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There were days at Luke and Catherine's
When the sun would never set
And this acne scarred embarrassment
Could have some meaning yet
When we crept into the night time
And you lit your cigarette
I looked into those bad eyes
And I had some meaning
Yeah you, you seemed so young then
I dare not recall
I lay dissected on the slab
They are pulling out my insides
Right before my eyes
And the gory scene I've painted
Has no meaning now
And I am a fool for staring
At things that are long gone
Like the distance makes them better
Then for further things I long
And I look into that mirror
And I can't remember how
I once believed I'd become
Something that would glow
From just trying to make them proud
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